Chapter 589: Chapter 591

Chapter 591 Like a Prey Surrounded by a Pack of Wolves

“Looks like your previous experience wasn’t enough to teach you a lesson,” remarked Joe in a subdued tone.

Sandra’s face stiffened, and her forehead seemed to throb with a dull pain.

She swirled the wine in her glass and lowered her gaze, saying, “There’s no need for such hostility between us. Perhaps

we can find a way to cooperate and both benefit.”

“With you?” Joe scoffed, bypassing her and moving to leave.

But Sandra suddenly lowered her voice, “Charlotte is Congreve’s daughter, right?”

Joe halted in his tracks.

Sandra walked up to him, her tone genuinely sincere, “As a collateral member, her appearance means we’re completely

sidelined. Who can tolerate that? I admit, I did try to go after her before. If she fell from grace, the Faulkner Family

wouldn’t accept her as an heir with a tarnished reputation, even if she’s Congreve’s biological daughter.”

Her gaze roamed over Joe’s form, regretfully continuing, “But your presence made me realize the impossibility of that

approach.”

She reached out to touch his shoulder, but Joe evaded her touch.

Sandra smiled faintly, “Since I can’t become your enemy, perhaps I can be your friend?”

“Do you think she and I lack friends?” Joe retorted sarcastically. “By now, if you return to Albania, you might still be able to

hold onto everything you have.”

Sandra’s face paled.

“Do you know how many people in the Faulkner Family are keeping a close eye on Charlotte? I’m the first, and I won’t be

the last,” Sandra persisted. “Since we’re destined to face this, why not find someone who can help you?”

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Joe interrupted her with an indifferent tone, “Do you think your subpar methods are enough?”

Sandra clenched her glass tightly and took a deep breath, “Are you sure you want Charlotte to have one more enemy

instead of a friend? Even in the face of a massive organization like the Faulkner Family?”

Joe remained silent, his lips pressed together.

Seeing his reaction, Sandra quickly took a glass of wine from a passing waiter and placed it in Joe’s hand, “I can

cooperate with you as long as you provide the corresponding rewards. Mutual benefits, it’s a win-win situation for you.”

Joe looked at the wine in his hand but didn’t speak.

Sandra glanced around and called over a waiter in the corner, “Bring a new bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.”

She turned to Joe, “Shall we go over there?”

She pointed to a small round table near the dessert table, quiet yet still within the sight of others.

Joe nodded in agreement.

The waiter quickly brought an unopened bottle of red wine, opened it in front of Joe, and poured it into the glasses.

Sandra raised her glass, “As a gesture of goodwill, I can tell you that there are a total of five branches in the Faulkner

Family. Except for the three branches that have never been involved in power struggles, each branch knows about

Charlotte’s existence. I… I’m just the one they threw out as a test.”

Presently, Charlotte was like prey surrounded by a pack of wolves. Once someone successfully bit her, countless hungry

wolves would swarm in and tear her to pieces.

“What about Huxley?” Joe took a big sip of red wine, his voice low.

Seeing him swallow the wine, Sandra’s smile brightened a few degrees. “Huxley… he’s been constantly hindered by the

collateral branches all these years, just a name without much substance. Two months ago, he had a big fight with the third

uncle from the collateral branch, and since then, he’s disappeared without a trace. Who knows where he’s gone? I would

say the one who resents Charlotte the most is probably Huxley.”

Sandra emptied her glass of wine and soon had a flush on her face.