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Chapter 1813
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Chapter 1813

Luna bit her lip and looked at Charlotte in front of her.

“Was this your doing, turning my brother into this person?”

Charlotte sneered. She gracefully leaned on Jim and smiled a little.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Since when has Jim changed? He has always been that person

that loves me, listens to me, and trusts me.

“I have to thank you, Luna. If it weren’t for you helping me get the skin regeneration drug, I wouldn’t have

been able to transform into a more beautiful person than before.”

“Stop talking with her.” Jim swept Luna a cold look. His hand that had the jade ring on gently swept

Charlotte’s hair behind her ears.

“Didn’t you say you were tired? Let’s go back to rest.”

Charlotte smiled tenderly and said, “Okay.”

Then, she smugly laid her head on Jim’s arms.

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“Luna, if you don’t want things to turn for the worse tonight, you’ll stop disturbing our rest.”

Then, she held onto Jim’s arm, turned, and left with Jim.

Looking at the two of them, Luna clenched her fists tightly by her sides.

After a while, when Charlotte was almost in the mansion, Luna took a deep breath and asked loudly,”

Charlotte, what about the thing that you promised me?”

Charlotte promised that she would return Luna’s child to her if Luna helped Charlotte with the drug.

At that moment, Charlotte had regained her beauty. She even reconciled with Jim.

What about Luna’s child? Luna’s child was her weakness. If Charlotte did not threaten her with her child,

she would not have helped Charlotte with the drug!

Charlotte stopped in her tracks upon hearing Luna’s words.

She turned around and smiled at Luna.

“Are you saying that bastard that belongs to you and Joshua? Luna, I lied to you. I never found your

child. I only stumbled upon that DNA report.”

Charlotte knew that if she did not show a real DNA paternity test report, Luna would not believe her or

help her with the drug.

Charlotte smiled and said smugly, “Heather was right; you’re a softhearted person. Your children will

always be your weakness. You’re too easy to manipulate.”

Then, Charlotte turned around, held Jim’s arm, and entered the mansion.

Luna stood in the same spot. Her heart hurt so badly that it felt as if someone had wrung it tightly.

Charlotte was right-she was too easy to manipulate. She was too naive when it came to her children.

Jim had become that way because of her. Because she was too desperate to look for her child, Charlotte

took advantage of her.

Luna had reason to believe that the night Charlotte went to her mother’s warehouse, she definitely took

more than the skin regeneration medication.

Jim’s condition at that moment should be related to the drugs in her mother’s warehouse.

una lifted her head and looked in the direction of the warehouse. The fire was still burning. A pungent

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smell wafted over by the winds, choking her and making her head hurt.

Mickey had said that every time Rosalyn comes up with a new drug, she would get Christopher’s father

or Christopher to come up with the antidote.

Rosalyn started creating drugs and poison because she wanted to find a better way to help Charles

escape from his nightmares and traumas, not because she wanted to harm others.

Charlotte had gotten Jim to ruin the warehouse and burn it to the ground. She was stopping them from

finding the antidote, to let Jim regain his senses.

At that moment, the warehouse had been burned to ruins. It was unknown when Rosalyn would come

around from her coma.

Luna stood in the same spot as she gazed at the fire in the distance. She then looked at the closed door

o f the Landry Mansion.

Despair overwhelmed her.

It was all her fault.

It was all her fault! Luna bit her lip harshly. Anger and despair washed over her in waves…