Brother August, although he didnāt know who Mr. Black was, it did not hinder him from extracting the answers that others wanted.
"I got it from Julie Sampton, I made a deal with Julie Sampton, thatās where I took it from," Charlotte Miller was on the verge of kneeling down to beg for mercy, "Iāll tell you anything you want to know, please let me go to the hospital."
Charlotte Miller was most afraid of having scars on the back of her hand; she feared even more that she would bleed too much and die.
She was a host; she needed to use her hand to hold the microphone while standing on stage, so her hand must not have any issues.
"You should have just behaved earlier, would have saved you from this suffering," Brother August scoffed, then stood up and slowly crouched down in front of Charlotte Miller again, asking, "How were you planning to set up Jane Sampson by using Charles Young?"
"I..." From the moment Charlotte Miller heard the name Charles Young from Brother Augustās mouth, she knew that her scheme had been discovered, but when she was directly asked this question, Charlotte Miller was still scared and shivered.
"I didnāt want to do anything to her, I just wanted to ruin her reputation, thatās all. I... I had Charles Young pretend to be her biological father, then I tricked her into drinking water with sleeping pills, and then... and then..." Charlotte Miller struggled to speak, but didnāt dare utter another word.
"Then what?" Brother August asked with patience wearing thin, his tone already very unpleasant.
Charlotte Miller bit her lips and shook her head, "Donāt you all know already?"
"Are you going to talk or not?" Brother August pressed the fruit knife against Charlotte Millerās face and gently rubbed it, "Not listening again?"
Charlotte Millerās tears fell on the spot, "Iāll talk! Iāll talk!"
Her voice was noticeably trembling, "I had Charles Young take nude photos of Jane Sampson with a camera and send them to me, thatās all I did. Was it Jane Sampson who made you catch me? I made a mistake, I know I was wrong. I apologized to her and she wasnāt fooled, was she? Sheās alright, isnāt she? Please let me off just this once, I wonāt dare to do it again, I really wonāt."
It was only at this moment that Aunt Blackās men emerged from the shadows, wearing leather shoes, and walked step by step towards Charlotte Miller. "What deep hatred does our Miss. Sampton have against you that you had to plot against her like this, and use such a deceitful method to destroy her entire life?" the man asked.
"I was just jealous of her, thatās all," Charlotte Miller dared not confess that she wanted to usurp Jane Sampsonās place, she wanted to become the commanderās wife.
But just because Charlotte Miller didnāt say it didnāt mean others didnāt understand.
That man sneered, "Are you jealous, or are you after something else?"
Charlotte Miller was so frightened that she didnāt even dare to cry, and just begged in a low voice, "Please let me go, Jane Sampsonās fine, isnāt she?"
"Thatās easy for you to say." Brother August sneered, straightening up, "You women, when you get ruthless, you really are more venomous than scorpions."
Brother August toyed with the fruit knife in his hand, "Youāre not brainless. Didnāt you consider that leaving an unconscious beautiful woman alone in a manās room and having that man take off her clothes to take those kinds of photosādo you really think nothing else would happen after the photos? Do you think the man you chose is a gentleman or an impotent who wouldnāt take advantage of someone vulnerable?"
Brother August might be an underworld figure, but he absolutely despises such sneaky and venomous people.
Being a person, itās much better to be straightforward; even if you have to deal with someone, do so with real skill. Playing dirty tricks behind someoneās back is what true villains do.