Riches in Disguise

But soon, someone became curious. "Do you know who that benefactor was? It must have been a wealthy heir secretly in love with Charlotte!"

Matias sighed. "I know it must have been a wealthy heir. However, we have never seen this person's whereabouts. I once gathered the courage to ask Mr. Zimmer, but he hinted that this heir was someone he couldn't hope to reach. He told me to stop dreaming."

"Mr. Zimmer must be jealous! Just because he can't reach him doesn't mean Charlotte can't. If this heir is willing to help her, he must have feelings for her! I think you should keep trying and find this person."

"That's right! Maybe this person is the key to changing our family's fortune, and he could help us rise to the top!"

I nearly laughed. The wealthy heir they were looking for was right under their noses!

It was too bad that, after seeing their attitude, this wealthy heir would think twice about marrying Gabrielle. Even if he actually liked her which he didn't—it would still give him pause.

At that moment, I suddenly noticed that Charlotte was staring at me. I turned to look at her.

When our eyes met, I noticed her gaze was full of excitement, which made my heart skip a beat. What did this mean? Could it be that she knew the wealthy heir was me?

It was impossible. I had never given anything away. Even if she suspected, she had no evidence. If she asked me, I would deny everything!

Just as I was thinking this, she approached me and immediately asked, "Is the wealthy heir you?"

I countered her question with one of mine. "Do you think it's possible?"

"William, haven't you noticed? Every time I ask you these questions, you never answer directly. You always dodge them."

Was that so? I hadn't noticed.

She stared into my eyes. "Just answer me. Why can't you answer directly?"

It wasn't hard, so I replied, "It's not me."

"Why don't you dare look me in the eye when you say that?"noveldrama

This woman really had a lot of issues! I immediately stared back at her, gritting my teeth. "It's not me. Are you satisfied now?"

"If it isn't, why did the manager not let me pay for the painting I broke in the hotel? I thought the painting was fake, but after I checked, I learned that it was genuine. It's worth hundreds of thousands!"

Damn it. It looked like she really investigated it. I could only play dumb. "What painting? I don't remember."

"You don't remember? Should I call

that manager and ask him? Maybe

get

dam to spill the truth? Doy

dare to confront him face-to-face?"

"Are you crazy?" I was getting annoyed. "Am I a criminal suspect? Why do you

have to investigate and interrogate me like this?"

Charlotte froze, her face turning

pale.

just curious mean it that way, et I want to know what you'rentity.

about your real

hiding."

To avoid being seen through, I decided to stay cold and firm.

"It's none of your business. Stop meddling!"