Chapter 55

Charlotte stepped out of her sleek, black car and onto the winding driveway of Alexander's majestic mansion, its grandeur and opulence enveloping her like a suffocating shroud.

She took a deep, steady breath, the cool evening air filling her lungs as she gazed up at the imposing structure, its intricately carved facade seeming to whisper secrets of the past.

This was her new reality, one she had never imagined, yet here she was, back within the walls that had once held her captive.

Victoria's permission had been a surprise, a calculated move that had left Charlotte questioning the true motives behind it.

She knew better than to trust Victoria's benevolence; there were always strings attached, hidden agendas waiting to be uncovered.

As Charlotte entered the mansion, a chill ran down her spine, the soft glow of the chandeliers casting eerie shadows on the walls.

Melicia, Victoria's sister, watched with narrowed eyes, her gaze piercing through Charlotte like a dagger.