Chapter 333 - 333: She Thought She Had A Chance
Royal Villa
Lionel received a phone call from Dylan.
The Rowe family and the Sterling family were business partners, and they had been good friends for decades. It was reasonable that Dylan, the young master of the Sterling family, called Lionel in person to invite him to his wedding. Besides, Dylan also wanted to warn Lionel not to have any intention on Savannah any longer. She was his woman, and she had become his legal wife.
Hearing the news, Lionel had a feeling of relief and sighed. "Congratulations, Dylan. I wish you a lifetime of love and happiness. I am looking forward you two have a happy marriage life," said him with a hearty smile.
"I'll send you a wedding invitation later, please come on time." Dylan didn't know if Lionel said that sincerely or not, but he didn't care.
Before hanging up, Lionel paused and said seriously, "Dylan, Savannah's a good girl, be good to her and never make her unhappy."
Dylan frowned in alarm.
It sounded like Savannah was Lionel's family, and he had to give her to him.
Who did Lionel think he was?
Lionel realized that his words sounded defiant as if Savannah had been very close to him. "Don't get me wrong," he added, "my concern for Savannah is really not what's in your mind."
Savannah was a lovely girl. She steeled herself to meet all difficulties life had given her and never blamed fate or other people.
Honestly, he was attracted by the strength of character in her eyes. If Savannah were not his stepmother's daughter, perhaps, he would have a crush on her, too. At that time, even if she had another man besides her, he would fight for her love with that man to the end. He was the same kind of person as Charlotte. Although he seemed to be modest and gentle, he was very persistent in his determination.
However, he learned very early that Savannah was his other younger sister.
The relationship between them would only be sister and brother, mixed with his guilt for her.
Hanging up the phone, Lionel turned and, in a surprise, he saw Charlotte standing at the study door with disbelief, her face pale.
Apparently, she had heard everything when he was talking on the phone.
"Charlotte," Lionel called her softly, walking to her. For several days, Charlotte stayed in her room and didn't go out. He knew she was in a bad mood, so he was still thinking about whether to tell her the news of Dylan's wedding.
But she had heard it.
Charlotte hoped against hope that she had misheard what her brother said to Dylan, "Is Dylan really married to her?"
So soon? How does it happen?
She thought she had a chance.
"You should have known it when Dylan proposed to Savannah," Lionel sighed, "now that Dylan's married, you can just forget him."
"No!" Charlotte rushed forward and grabbed Lionel's sleeve. Her eyes were full of tears. "Stop the wedding! I must stop them! Dylan can't marry another girl!"
"Charlotte, you've promised me you would not damage their relationship, and you forgot so soon? You let me down!"
Charlotte felt lost and blank as she threw her hand away. "I know... But I really, really don't want to lose Dylan. Lionel, help me, please..."
"Charlotte, what do you want me to do? What can I do? You ask me to stop the wedding, to hurt another girl? Come on, you didn't lose Dylan because he never belongs to you. Wake up, Charlotte." Though he might hurt her even more, he had to be unkind this time. He should help his sister out of this hopeless relationship. It's better to have a little loss than a long sorrow.
Charlotte curled her fingers and bit the lip.
"Go back to your room and have a rest. After a while, you'll realize how ridiculous your feelings for Dylan is." Lionel added.
Charlotte was about to say more when there was a knock on the door. Lionel's assistant came in, holding a blue file. Biting her lips, Charlotte tramped angrily out of the study.
As soon as she returned to her own room, she shut the door and rushed to the bed, picked up a pillow, and slammed it on the floor.
After a while, you'll realize how ridiculous your feelings for Dylan is. No! Lionel didn't know how much she loved Dylan.
She was not a child, and she was serious about her feelings for Dylan. She wouldn't give up easily.
Why? Why does her brother always take part with Miss Schultz? Why doesn't he help her?
Is she his sister, or Savannah his sister?
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte calmed herself down. Then she opened the door and decided to talk with Lionel again.
When she went to the study, the assistant was putting some papers in order, and Lionel was not in the room.
"Where's my brother?" she scowled and asked.
"Mr. Rowe got some urgent business to handle and left for the company. Is there anything I can help, Miss Rowe? Do you want me to call Mr. Rowe for you?" asked the assistant, politely.
Charlotte was disappointed and frustrated. "Forget it," she shook her head and said, "I'll wait till he comes back."
Before the assistant left, Charlotte suddenly stopped him, "did Lionel mention Mr. Sterling's wedding just now?"
"Yes. Mr. Rowe asked me to prepare for the wedding present for the couple."
Charlotte tried to keep cool and asked, "what's he going to give them?"
"Mr. Rowe asked me to fly to Chicago to take the Hungarian Moon as a gift for Miss Schultz." The assistant replied.
Charlotte looked at him incredulously. Hungarian Moon? A few years ago, Lionel bought this diamond necklace in an auction in Europe. This necklace was said to be a queen's wedding present and had a history of more than two hundred years. It was kept carefully by Lionel in his room in Chicago. She always thought that he was going to give it to his future wife.