Chapter 363
"No one is to interfere with Lucy's situation!" a commanding voice declared.
James's grandfather, Richard, entered the house, leaning heavily on his cane. Mrs. Williams quickly stepped
forward to help him to his seat.
"Grandfather, you're here," James said, immediately setting up the tea set to prepare tea himself.
Mrs. Chancer and Richard had never gotten along, and now their interaction was limited to a brief nod before
silence settled between them.
Charlotte, sitting cautiously to the side, was keenly aware of Richard's disapproval of her. Her hand instinctively
rested on her stomach. She couldn't help but wonder if the child she carried would soften his attitude toward her.
Lost in thought, she was startled when Richard spoke. "You're carrying James' child. | won't make things difficult
for you. Focus on delivering the baby safely, and there will be rewards."
Charlotte's heart lifted. "Thank you, Sir."
She had known all along that this child would be her shield. Even someone as critical of her as Richard couldn't
remain entirely indifferent now.
Richard turned a cold gaze toward Mrs. Chancer and said firmly, "As for Lucy, leave her be. After all she's done,
she needs to learn her lesson."
Charlotte's fingers trembled slightly. "Grandfather, but she is still part of the family."
"Ha," Richard scoffed, his previously clouded eyes sharp with clarity. "After everything she's done? How many
times has Lucy's trouble brought unwanted attention to this family? James, surely you haven't forgotten."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJames poured tea into a cup, placed it carefully before Richard, and replied respectfully, "I understand."
His mind was made up—he would no longer intervene in Lucy's affairs. Letting her remain in jail would give her
tto reflect.
Mrs. Chancer, however, was far from agreeing. "Father, Lucy is still your granddaughter. Yes, she can be
impulsive, but she's not truly bad. She's the daughter of a prominent family—are we really going to let her stay
in jail? Imagine the ridicule the East Coast would heap on us if this got out."
Richard snorted. "And imagine the ridicule if we let her out!"
The fallout from the last incident had seen the Luther family crushed under the combined pressure of Melvin and
the Reynolds family. Mr. Luther had been thrown in jail, and no amount of connections or influence had been able
to get him out.
Meanwhile, Lucy remained in custody, reflecting in her cell. She knew now that James wouldn't lift a finger to
save her this time. It finally dawned on her why Charlotte had borrowed her car the day before, only to have her
deliver it the next morning. Everything had been calculated to frher.
Now, the truth was out, and she was the one behind bars, while Charlotte remained safely at home.
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dreamed of a grandchild. Now that
her wish was coming true, there was
no way she would risk Charlotte's
freedom by allowing her to go to jail.
After a long time, Lucy finally managed to get permission to make a phone call. Without hesitation, she dialed
James' number.
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On the other end of the line, there was a long silence. Panic crept into her voice as she called out anxiously,
"James? Are you there? James!"
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and detached. "Lucy, after everything
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"How can you say that?! James! I'm your sister!" Tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to spill as she cried out,
"What about Mom? What did she say?"
"Mom said she won't pressurethis time." James' voice remained chillingly indifferent.