Chapter 613: Chapter 613: 556: Thank you

As the full moon banquet was nearing its end, security from Doomsday Hotel went to find Charlotte Lane, as there was a woman outside who wanted to see her.

“What’s her name?” Kevin Clark asked.

“She said her surname is Zheng,” the security guard said. “She’s been lingering at the hotel entrance for a while. Our staff approached her, and she asked to see the young lady.”

Charlotte Lane and Kevin Clark exchanged glances: “I’ll take a look.”

“I’ll accompany you.”

Both went to the entrance.

The woman was standing with her back to the entrance. When she heard the footsteps, she turned to look at them.

After turning around, Charlotte Lane and Kevin Clark stopped to look at her.

The woman was wearing a long dress, with long hair over her shoulders, and a blue flower hairpin on her right ear. Upon seeing them, she smiled and said, “It’s been a long time since I last saw you two.”

Charlotte Lane and Kevin Clark looked at the woman in front of them.

Although they didn’t show it on their faces, both were somewhat nostalgic in their hearts.

It was the woman who was used 319 in the Spotlight Gala years ago and was bullied by those people.

At that time, Charlotte Lane promised her that she would definitely save her.

Charlotte Lane didn’t break her promise.

“Long time no see,” said Charlotte Lane.

Miss Sawyer said, “I really wanted to see you long before, but at that time you were pregnant, and I didn’t know where to find you. Today, I saw the news online and thought I’d try my luck here.”

“Let’s go upstairs and sit down,” said Charlotte Lane.

Miss Sawyer nodded.

They went upstairs and found a quiet place, and Kevin Clark left.

Sitting across from each other, Charlotte Lane asked, “Has your body fully recovered?”

“Yes,” Miss Sawyer said, “It’s completely healed. Thank you.”

Charlotte Lane shook her head.

“I really want to thank you,” Miss Sawyer said. “At that time, I didn’t want to live anymore, but you pulled me back. That’s why I can sit here now and still see the countless sceneries of this world.”

“There’s nothing you can’t get through,” Charlotte Lane said. “As long as you stay alive, things will always get better.”

“I believe that now,” Miss Sawyer said. “When I think back to what happened before, it feels like a dream. After waking up, it’s just a dream. Compared to my life, it doesn’t even account for a fraction of it. My good life shouldn’t be ruined by this little thing.”

Charlotte Lane looked at her, listening to her words, her fingers rubbing the table.

“The treatments in the hospital were really painful. 319 would have recurrent attacks. Each attack would replay the events of that day,” Miss Sawyer said. “Because of the hallucinations caused by 319, each attack felt like a personal experience. I could always clearly feel them touching my body. It was truly worse than death.”

Charlotte Lane’s hand clenched a bit tighter.

“There was nothing that could suppress 319. I thought the hospital was really just there to prevent us from committing suicide during the attacks. They all told me to bear it, that it could be overcome. But without experiencing it firsthand, you wouldn’t know the feeling.”

“But every time, I would faintly hear your voice, saying that there was still hope for me, that I could be saved. I think…since you were so serious when you said it, you certainly wouldn’t break your word. So I held on,” she said, and smiled.”

Miss Sawyer laughed, “I’m living a very good life now. Before, I was always worried that others would think I was a monster and look at me differently. However, when I bravely went out and tried to connect and communicate with others, I realized that everything is beautiful, and that kindness always outweighs evil. As for the evil ones… why should I waste my emotions and energy on those who treat me badly?”

Charlotte Lane nodded.

“Actually, like you said, the opinions and evaluations of others are not that important—how to live our lives matters most,” Miss Sawyer said. “The important thing is to face ourselves and not to despise ourselves. It doesn’t matter what others think.”

Charlotte Lane responded with a sound.

“So in any case, I should thank you in person.”

…

After Miss Sawyer left, Charlotte Lane stood at the entrance of the Doomsday Hotel for a while, until Kevin Clark found her.

Kevin Clark touched her face.

Charlotte Lane looked sideways at him.

“Everyone has their choices,” Kevin Clark said softly. “We can’t change what has already happened, but fortunately, we made some efforts to prevent further tragedy.”

Charlotte Lane lowered her gaze, took a step forward, and leaned into Kevin Clark’s embrace.

Kevin Clark kissed her hair, “In a few days, I’ll accompany you back to Cold Green Village.”

“Mm.”

…

After the banquet was over and most people had left, only a few stayed at the Doomsday Hotel.

Charlotte Lane went upstairs to see Luke after the finishing touches were done.

Kevin Clark followed her into the elevator when he saw her press the button going up, “What are you doing?”

“Going to see Luke,” Charlotte Lane said. “He’s upstairs.”

“Didn’t see much of him today,” Kevin Clark entered the elevator with her.

“Mm.”

Both reached the top floor open to the public, went to Luke’s room, and Charlotte Lane knocked on the door.

It took a while for Luke to come and open the door: “Big Boss, Third Master.”

There was a crack in the door, and they could see Luke’s arm being grabbed by someone, but they couldn’t see the person inside.

Charlotte Lane glanced at the slender fingers around Luke’s arm and asked, “Can we come in?”

“Yes,” Luke opened the door a little wider.

Only then did Kevin Clark see the girl grabbing Luke’s arm.

He was taken aback.

The girl’s appearance was very similar to Charlotte Lane’s.

She wasn’t as stunning as Charlotte Lane, nor did she have the cold demeanor.

The girl looked at them, her grip on Luke’s arm tightened, and her eyes seemed a little frightened.

Yet she just pursed her lips tightly, standing next to Luke and watching them without any excessive reaction.

Charlotte Lane glanced at her, held back her gaze for fear of scaring her.

It was indeed similar, even she herself thought they were alike.

It was because they looked alike that Edward Kirsten abducted and drove her insane.

Once inside the room, Kevin Clark and Charlotte Lane sat on the sofa.

Meanwhile, Luke took the girl back to the room.

Charlotte Lane sat thoughtfully as she heard Luke say, “Be good and stay here, count to one hundred and I’ll come back.”

“Okay,” the girl’s voice was very gentle and soft.

But, as soon as Luke turned around and was about to close the door, the girl suddenly spoke up quickly, “One hundred, I’m done counting.”

Luke paused as he was closing the door: “……”

Outside, Charlotte Lane raised her eyebrows.

Kevin Clark furrowed his brows, feeling something was off.

“Be good, I have something to discuss,” Luke said patiently. “I’ll take you to have cotton candy later.”

“Count to one hundred?” The girl asked.

“Count to three hundred,” Luke suddenly changed his mind.

The girl looked at him without saying a word.

“Three hundred. I’ll buy you two.” Luke added.

“Okay,” the girl agreed again.

That was when Luke successfully closed the door.