Chapter 15

Berlin, the Rothschild Private Estate.

Lucas’s face was terrifyingly grim, his eyes filled with unadulterated disgust as he stared fixedly at Charlotte, who had collapsed weeping at his feet.

"Did I not tell you to curb those unsavory, underhanded tactics of yours? I originally intended to keep you around because you still had some utility. Yet, you had the audacity to contact Brett and the others