Chapter 72

Back at Charlotte's apartment, of all the people she expected at her door today, Alexander was the last.

Then Lena reacted first.

"What the hell is this jerk doing here?" she snapped, taking a bold step forward, her fists clenching at her sides.

Charlotte, however, placed a gentle hand on Lena's arm, stopping her. "I'll handle this."

Lena's eyebrows shot up in surprise. The fire in Charlotte's eyes, the way her jaw tightened—it was different.

She wasn't the Charlotte who used to cower under Alexander's presence. No, this Charlotte was ready to burn him down right now.

"Oh, this is gonna be good." Lena smirked, taking a step back, folding her arms, watching how the scene would unfold with anticipation.

Charlotte turned back to Alexander, her eyes cold, filled with pure disgust. "What do you want?"

Alexander, standing just outside the door, shoved his hands into his pockets.