Evander frowned slightly. "So, the Rayburn's youngest is actually a daughter?"
"It's the only explanation. No normal woman would take that stuff," Elliot said with a shrug.
Charlotte quickly asked, "What are the side effects?"
"The reason drugs like these are banned is because they're highly addictive. If you stop taking a powerful compound like this after prolonged use, you'll experience intense withdrawal—not just physical discomfort, but psychological torture. It's basically a drug you have to take to your grave. They say this specific population in Terralania doesn't have a long lifespan, but these potent drugs can be fatal at any time."
As Elliot finished his explanation, Charlotte drew a sharp breath. The car fell silent.
Elliot was dropped off midway, leaving the driver in a dilemma. "Mr… Mr. Howard, should we first go to…"
Charlotte turned to look at Evander. "To the—"
"Midvale Estates." They spoke at the same time. The word "hotel" died on Charlotte's lips, cut off by Evander's reply. She looked away, her cheeks puffing out slightly. She had been planning to spend some time with him. Apparently, it wasn't needed.
By the time they reached Midvale Estates, Charlotte was silently fuming at his lack of perception. She got out of the car and walked off without a word.
Evander watched her go, his hand resting on his leg clenching into a fist. Their marriage was still valid, yet she had been the one to agree to the union, and now she refused the title of "Mrs. Howard"… That night, she had seemed so attached to him. Charlotte. What in the world do you want from me?
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