Charles’s power and capabilities, from just what she had seen and known these past two years, were already terrifyingly vast.
His connections with Y country’s royal nobility and the dark forces in L city, there were countless others she could not see or had never encountered.
Moreover, Fenfen was already surnad Charles, so if he decided to contest with his uncle for Fenfen, his uncle might not necessarily be his match.
Ji Anning thought about it and looked at Charles, pleading, "Mr. Charles, could you perhaps not get involved in this matter?"
"I cannot," Charles responded in a flat tone that nonetheless sent a chilling shiver down one’s spine.
His firmness left no room for doubt.
Ji Anning was very scared, and she continued to beg Charles, "Fenfen, I will definitely find a way to take her back. Please give so ti."
Seeing her nervous and worried expression, Charles smiled, his lips curving into a gentle and loving grin.
He asked, "Child, are you worried about that boy?"
Ji Anning was startled for a mont, then bit her lip and nodded in admission, "...Yes."
She knew she couldn’t evade his keen eyes.
"But it seems that boy doesn’t really care about you," Charles shrugged, pulling out a voice recorder from his pocket and pressing play.
’You just want Fenfen?’
’Yes!’
The man’s tone, firm... decisive.
Even though she already knew he would no longer want her, no longer care about her, she could not help but feel desolate, her heart plunging into a deep abyss when she heard his firm ’Yes.’
Ji Anning’s eyes dimd as she muttered, "It’s alright... It’s alright..."
As long as he is fine, then it’s good.
Charles’s voice rang above her again, "I will give you two months. If you can’t bring Fenfen back, I will personally intervene."
His stance softened.
Ji Anning excitedly looked up, her eyes shining as she gazed at Charles.
Charles smirked coldly and raised an eyebrow, "Or, you could discuss it with him to have him change his surna to Charles too. I would allow Fenfen to stay by his side."
Have his uncle change his surna... to Charles.
Not to ntion, his grandfather, who bore a grudge, would never agree, and his proud uncle himself, if he heard Charles’s condition, would definitely be provoked to anger.
So, there was only one path for her now — she had to reclaim Fenfen herself...
She had intended this all along; Fenfen was a decision she had made alone, taking risks, a decision seen as a mistake by others, so she couldn’t give up, nor would she.
...
The high fever had persisted until the third day’s afternoon, finally subsiding completely.
Charles had a house in N city too, not far from Ji Chicheng’s place, all within the sa area.
Ji Anning moved in with her assistant, and Charles even arranged for Fenfen’s nanny in Y country to co over temporarily to take care of her.
Last ti at the event in J city, due to Fenfen, it only went halfway. She had thought this would ruin her appearance as a guest on Fashion’s ten-year anniversary, but unexpectedly, the director Mark ca to N city and took the initiative to invite her for a al.
The director she had worked with on her last movie had once told her, that no matter how unfortunate or troubling the events life throws at you, never bring them into your work.
Because with work, life can continue.
If one gives up on work because of emotions and mood, one is essentially giving up on life.
So even though she was sick, Ji Anning still made herself look dazzling and elegant as she walked into the restaurant’s lobby. The heels of her high-heeled shoes clicked against the brightly polished marble floor, making a statent of high-profile elegance.
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