When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1221 Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold

Mason hadn’t always treated Cecilia well in the past, so in a way, she felt justified in giving this advice. As the old saying went, “revenge is a dish best served cold Sometimes, waiting years to exact it was worth it.

“You’re absolutely right,” Lucille agreed, nodding enthusiastically. “Ill make sure we have everything in order before we get married.”

Meanwhile, far away, Mason, blissfully unaware of the plotting going on in his absence, sneezed. Little did he know that thanks to Cecilia’s influence, he was destined to be wrapped around his wife’s finger.

Charlotte, listening to the conversation about prenuptial agreements, divorce, and marriage, couldn’t help but feel a pang of longing. Surrounded by friends who were either married, planning to get married, or navigating divorce, she realized she was still single. A part of her yearned for that kind of connection.

“Boss, I think I’m going to go for a walk,” she said, standing up.

“All right

As Charlotte stepped outside, she spotted Sven returning with Elliot. The tall, imposing figure of Sven was hard to miss. His entire demeanor seemed to scream, stay away,” and yet Charlotte couldn’t help but sneak a few more glances in his direction.

Sven approached with Elliot in tow. “I’ll be heading back now,” he said, handing Elliot over to Charlotte.

Charlotte stood frozen for a moment, her mind going blank. “Huh?” was all she managed to say.

Elliot, ever observant, had already picked up on the fact that Charlotte seemed to have a soft Sensing an opportunity, he decided to help her along.

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“Mr. Sven, didn’t you say you’d teach me how to work out? Why don’t we go to your place, and you can show both me and Charlotte?”

Charlotte blushed, flustered by the sudden suggestion. “Oh, um, Elliot, maybe I shouldn’t go?”

But Elliot wasn’t having any of it. Come on, does she not know how to flirt? I’m already playing wingman for her.

“Come on, Charlotte. I want you to come too,” he said, grabbing her hand and giving her an innocent, playful look.

Seeing the situation, Sven didn’t object. He led the two of them to his place and started teaching Elliot some basic exercises.

Charlotte tried to follow along, but she found herself more focused on Sven than on the workout. Her movements were sloppy and far from standard.

Sven noticed and stepped behind her, gently correcting her posture. “You’ve done this before, right? How come you’re struggling with the basics?” he asked, his voice low and close.

The unexpected touch and his proximity made Charlotte’s face flush redder than ever.

Watching the exchange, Elliot thought to himself, Finally, things are moving along.

But Charlotte, being the dense woman she was, immediately corrected her posture and performed the Elliot sighed inwardly. No wonder Charlotte doesn’t have a boyfriend yet. She’s way too dense!

Realizing that his matchmaking efforts might be in vain, Elliot decided that instead of pushing Charlotte toward Sven, he’d first have to teach her how to be a meek or timid woman After all, subtlety was key.

Sven, meanwhile, watched Charlotte with a mix of amusement and admiration.

“Good job,” he said, his tone even. “That’s enough for today. Eli, if you need more help, feel free to ask

Charlotte.”

With a resigned nod. Elliot agreed. “All right.”

As they left, Elliot couldn’t help but let out another sigh. Charlotte, noticing his change in mood, looked at him with concern.

“Eli, did something happen at school today? Why do you seem so down?” she asked.

Elliot stopped in his tracks and looked up at her seriously. “Charlotte, do you have feelings for Mr. Sven?” he asked bluntly.

Charlotte, taken aback by the question, immediately turned her head, trying to hide her blush. “What are you talking about? I’m just admiring a handsome guy, that’s all.”

Elliot wasn’t convinced. “Uh–huh.”

You say you’re just admiring him, but you couldn’t even look away back then.

“Charlotte, if you really like him, maybe spend some time online looking at how playgirls flirt. It might help,” Elliot suggested, sounding far older than his years.