Chapter 398
“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?
Why was Adonis acting like the world was ending?
“What are you waiting for?” Adonis snapped. “Go on, get inside. Unless you want our sweet Charlotte to twist your head off.”
Twist her head off? The maid had heard stories about people doing crazy things while sleepwalking She glanced nervously at Charlotte, who was now pulling weeds like was her life’s work.
A second later, the maid clutched her neck and ran away as fast as she could.
“Charlotte Jackson called, his brows drawn. He inched closer, his voice barely steady. “Don’t sit there, you’ll get dirty.”
Charlotte didn’t seem to hear. She switched from pulling weeds to yanking up cabbages, then back to the grass. She was totally focused, lost in her own world.
“She’s not listening to you. Let me try.” Adonis swallowed hard, nerves getting the best of him as he crept over. He reached out and gently He tapped her arm. “Charlotte, it’s me, Adonis.”
No reaction.
“Hey?” Adonis felt a spark of hope. When Charlotte had these episodes before, nobody could get close. Maybe he really was the one she trusted most.
“Lottie, stop pulling up the plants. Let me take you back inside, alright?” He was feeling pretty pleased with himself, and reached to grab her wrist.
But in a flash, Charlotte looked up. She grabbed Adonis by the hair and tossed him over her shoulder like he weighed nothing. He hit the ground so hard he saw stars.
It was like she was defending her
own turf. Charlotte stood up slowly, her long dark hair falling over her blank lovely face without a word she started walking toward the doghouse.