Chapter 178
My Mute Bride
The elevator doors opened with a âdingâ, and the secretary outside of Justinâs office greeted Amber politely when she saw her. âHello, Miss Amber. President Burton is still in a meeting. What brought you here today?â
âI made some chicken soup and brought some for him. It has been very busy in the company recently, and all of you have worked hard. So, I ordered some pastries and they will be delivered soon.â
At this, the people at the reception table looked happy and started thanking her.
âYouâre always so sweet, Miss Amber.â
âThank you, Miss Amber.â
âYouâre welcome. Iâll be waiting for Justin in his office then.â
The secretary at the reception quickly stood up and said, âMiss Amber, why donât you wait in the lounge? Thereâs already somebody waiting in his office.â
âSomebody?â she repeated, her eyes narrowed. âWho is it?â
âItâs Charlotte,â the secretary replied.
Amber was relieved when she heard that. She had initially thought that it was another C-list celebrity who had come to throw herself at Justin. âWhy did Charlotte suddenly come over today?â
âNo idea, but she arrived in the early morning.â
âItâs fine,â Amber said with a smile. âIâm bored anyway, so I can chat with her since Justin will be finished with the meeting soon.â
Everyone at the reception exchanged glances as they watched Amber disappear into Justinâs office. It was an open secret that Charlotte had a dislike for Amber.
Most of them reckoned that Justin was still not marrying Amber because of Charlotteâs disapproval.
Besides this reason, they couldnât think of another logical explanation.
Someone sighed and said, âThe doorâs unlocked. Letâs check it out.â
âI hope nothing happens.â
âYeah, thatâs our bossâ precious daughter. We wonât be able to answer him if anything happens to her.â
âBut Miss Amber is his fiancée, so we canât afford to offend either side.â They discussed among themselves as they gathered in front of Justinâs office and stuck their ears to the door.
In the office, Charlotte was seated on Justinâs chair, dressed in her black and white-colored skirt with suspenders. Her legs were dangling in the air, and the red rubies embedded in her tiny white leather shoes sparkled in the sunlight.
She was in a really good mood, for she was even humming a nursery rhyme as she sucked on a lollipop. Upon hearing the sound of the door behind her, she turned around quickly and exclaimed in delight, âMom-â
But the moment she saw the person who came in, she swallowed her words and her expression became indifferent. âWhy is it you?â
With a thermos in her hand, Amber flashed her a smile and said, âIâm here to bring lunch for your daddy. What did you call me earlier, Charlotte?â
âNo, no, no!â Charlotte looked disgusted. âWhat do you think I was calling you? You must be imagining things because you want to be my mommy so bad!â
Despite her answer, Amber was not the least bit angry. âItâs okay. It doesnât matter whether you call me âMommyâ or not. Weâll be mother and daughter by name after I marry your father. This is a fact that canât be changed with just a form of address.â
All along, she had never regarded Charlotte highly. Once she had a boy with Justin, he would be the sole heir to the Burton Familyâs fortune, and this girl would be nothing by then.
Charlotte rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. âMy daddy wonât ever marry you.â
âThatâs not up to you to say. Even if Justin lets you get your way, he wonât let a child decide his marriage. In the end, your influence is limited.â As she spoke, she placed the thermos on the desk and stared at Charlotte silently, the huge desk between them. With the usual friendly pretense she had in her eyes, she added, âYouâd better be a good girl, or your life wonât be so easy anymore after I marry your father. Do you understand me?â
Charlotteâs pupils contracted, and she nodded cautiously.
âYouâre pretty smart.â
Tentatively, Charlotte pointed a finger at the thermos and asked, âMiss Amber, what did you bring for Daddy?â
âItâs chicken soup. Why?â
âI havenât had breakfast, so Iâm a little hungry now. May I have a little?â
Since she was rarely this obedient, and she didnât go against her on this day, Amber was rather pleased. Thus, she said, âSure. I brought quite a lot anyway. Iâll pour some out for you. If youâre a good girl, Iâll treat you as I would my own daughter. Here, try it.â
Then, she passed her the bowl of soup that she had just poured out in front of Charlotte. Suddenly, the look in Charlotteâs eyes changed and she raised her hand.
With a loud thud, the bowl and thermos flipped over. The soup scattered from the desk to the floor as Amber shrieked. Quite a lot of the soup had spilled onto her dress as well.
âYou wretched girl! Are you crazy?â
Charlotte jumped off the chair. There was a sly and proud look on her face as she said, âIâm sorry, Aunt Amber. I didnât hold it properly because the soup is too hot.â
âYou did it on purpose, didnât you?â Amber shouted, looking at the spilled soup on the floor furiously.
She raised her hand and was about to grab the little girl when the anxious voice of a woman came from behind her, which made her stop suddenly. âWhat are you doing?â
Amberâs expression darkened, but Charlotte had already dashed over while shouting, âMommy!â
After lowering herself to pick Charlotte up, Rachel asked, âAre you okay?â
Charlotte batted her eyelids, and something glinted in her eyes. Then, her eyes misted over with tears when she thought of something. âMommy, why did you only come now? Somebody almost killed me!â
Shocked, Amber asked, âCharlotte, what did you call her? Say it again!â
For five whole years, she had painstakingly taken care of this brat. From the time she could only babble to the point now when she would talk back to her and make fun of her, Amber had tolerated her.
However, not only did she gain nothing, but she immediately called Rachel âMommyâ the moment she returned after five years of disappearance. Rachel doesnât deserve this! she thought angrily.
Charlotteâs cries became louder, and she snuggled in Rachelâs arms as though she was terrified. âLook at her, Mommy!â
As Rachel wiped away the little girlâs tears, she cooed, âHush now. Donât cry anymore.â Then, she placed Charlotte behind herself and gaze at Amber with stony eyes. âYou donât have to hear the same thing twice if youâre not deaf. Of course, I wonât mind telling Charlotte to call me Mommy again just for you to hear.â
The color drained from Amberâs face as she shouted, âRachel Husdon, do you have any idea what youâre talking about? What gives you the right to be her mother?â
âAre you qualified if not me?â she snapped. After scanning behind Amber, she added, âYou almost scalded her. If I didnât arrive in time, would you have hit her as well? Is this how Justin allowed you to take care of her?â
âWhat nonsense are you speaking about?â
âThen explain to me what happened!â
Amber was so furious that she was on the verge of pulling her hair. âI canât explain this to you, but when I see how capable both of you are at framing people, I have to admit that you two are really mother and daughter!â
Mother and daughter? Outside the door, everyone started whispering among themselves at the shocking news.
Earlier, when Charlotte called out âMommyâ, the employees gathered outside already had their jaws hanging, but now, even Amber had confirmed it to be true. So this woman is Charlotteâs real mother and our bossâ ex-wife?