Chapter 177

Chapter

177

Thorne barely glanced up from his phone when he heard her, muttering a distracted, "Sure"

Seeing him agree, Charlene felt a wave of relief wash over her.

Irma had been chatting with the butler, missing the exchange entirely, but the sight of them talking brought a warm smile to her face.

After dinner, Irma had someone bring Charlene her medicine.

Thorne excused himself from the dining room to make a call.