Charlotte sat next to Anthony, lounging on the sofa with her phone, barely sparing the glittering diamond a second look. She didn’t seem the least bit interested, even though everyone else was losing their minds over it.
“Open up,” Anthony said in that gentle voice of his. He had peeled an apple, sliced off a piece, and tasted it first to make sure it wasn’t too tart. Then he held it up to her lips. “Just half. That’s all you get.”
She was supposed to avoid cold foods right now, so he was extra careful.
Charlotte’s thick lashes lifted as she glanced up at him. Her lips curved in a tiny, secret smile before she let him feed her the apple.
“Good?” he asked.
Charlotte made a little face, scrunching her nose. Anthony didn’t miss a beat. He put the apple aside and reached for a bowl of grapes. “Try these. They’re not too sweet.”
She looked at the grapes and paused, surprised. They were a soft, rosy red, looking almost too perfect to be real. Charlotte recognized them right away. Ruby Roman grapes, the seedless kind that had once sold at auction for seventy thousand dollars a bunch. And that was for just twenty-four grapes. The box in front of her had to weigh a couple of pounds. At those prices, each grape was practically worth its own little treasure chest.
Anthony was clearly even richer than she’d thought.
She tried one. The taste was just right, sweet but not overpowering. She couldn’t help herself and ate a few more in quick succession. When she reached for another, a warm hand closed gently around her wrist.
“Hmm?” she murmured, glancing at him.
“They’re a little cold. Too many and you’ll feel sick,” Anthony said softly, as if coaxing a child. He picked up a napkin and wiped her fingers with care. “You can have more when you’re feeling better, okay?”
He gave Hans a quiet look, and Hans whisked the grapes away. Charlotte turned off her phone and set it aside, pouting like she’d just been unfairly punished. She stared at her lap, sulking. Being a woman could really be a pain sometimes. Next life, she decided, she’d be a man.


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