“It’s an honor to look after you,” the bodyguard said, standing up straight and looking serious. “I’ve got the hang of it now.”
“If anything like this happens again, just let me know. Don’t worry about what happens to me,” he added, trying to look brave, even though Anthony still scared him. But Charlotte’s offer was just too good to pass up. Double salary? Who could say no to that?
Charlotte grinned at him, her fingers shaking so much she almost dropped her bag of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos. “You’re funny. Alright, I’ll call you next time.”
The bodyguard nodded, full of gratitude. “Thank you, Charlotte, for trusting me.” Then he backed out of the room, clearly excited.
After he left, Charlotte made a lap around the living room before sneaking her Flamin' Hot Cheetos into the kitchen. She nearly bumped into a busy maid. The maids exchanged quick glances and then immediately pretended they hadn’t seen anything, all in perfect unspoken agreement.
…
After a shower, a call had come from The Gates Estate, inviting them over for dinner.
At the dinner table, Nora sat right next to Charlotte, her eyes always on her daughter’s slim figure. She kept piling more food onto Charlotte’s plate.
“Lottie, your cravings have changed lately,” she said quietly. “You used to love sweet and sour, but now you’re all about spicy food.”
Weren’t you supposed to be carrying twin boys? She thought. But Lottie’s pregnancy wasn’t playing out like someone expecting boys. Even her cravings reminded Nora of when she’d been pregnant with Lottie herself.
If they were boys, there’d be nothing to worry about. But if it was a girl, there was a bigger risk that the child would inherit certain genetic issues, not to mention the toll it could take on the mother. The cure hadn’t fully worked yet either… If Lottie was having a girl, would it make the treatment less effective?
Nora’s mood darkened. She put down her fork and took hold of Charlotte’s hand, her voice gentle. “Come with me, sweetheart.”
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