"And another thing..." Adonis started, but caught himself. He avoided Anthony's stare, feeling the weight of the man's presence. "Anthony, we work for Charlotte. Some things are off limits without her say-so."
Even now, thinking about how Anthony had wiped out the entire N Organization made Adonis grit his teeth in anger.
Anthony just gave a small, knowing smile. He wasn’t planning to dig into Charlotte’s past anyway. Whatever she’d been through, it didn’t change how he felt.
"You’ve got it wrong," Anthony said, his voice calm but serious. "I just want to know if Lottie always roams around the house after she falls asleep. What does she do when she’s sleepwalking?"
Like tonight, when she’d tried to crawl into his bed.
Jackson and Adonis shared a look, scanning the villa as if expecting something wild to happen. Charlotte hadn’t taken her medication for a few days. Who knew what she might get up to?
"Charlotte..." Adonis began, but before he could say more, a loud crash came from the garden. A second later, a maid screamed.
"Ah! Charlotte jumped out the window again!"
Jumped? The word hit Anthony like a punch. He shot up from his seat and ran for the door. Jackson and Adonis, already near the exit, dashed out ahead of him.
But there was no blood or broken bones. Charlotte landed so lightly you’d think she did this every day. She was crouched in the flowerbed, completely unharmed, with only her dark hair visible among the leaves.
"Quick, tell everyone to go back to their rooms. No one’s allowed out," Adonis ordered, his voice sharp. "And lock the garage. Put away anything sharp or expensive."
"Huh?" The maid was still frozen, confused. Shouldn’t they check if Charlotte was hurt first?


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