“Seven days?” Charlotte asked tentatively.

Zachary did not speak but frowned slightly.

“Th-three days?” She immediately flinched. “If I can’t return your necklace within three days, I-I will sign this agreement.”

“You promised this yourself; I didn’t force you to.” He leaned on his seat gracefully, looking generous. “I will wait for you here at the same time three days later!”

“Okay.”

Charlotte did not know how she got out of the building. It was already 7:40 p.m., and all her colleagues had got off work.

She called for a cab and was on the verge of crying when she was in the vehicle. Why is everyone forcing me?

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