Chapter 614 A Little Happy

A woman came forward, but no one could tell if she was being kind-hearted or if she simply wanted to watch Jacqueline make a fool of herself. "Jacqueline, just apologize. It's hard to replace a job nowadays, and Prosperity Enterprise has always been strict with its recruitment requirements. If you leave Prosperity Enterprise, you might not be able to replace another good job. Also, Charlize isn't asking for something outrageous. She's just asking for you to clarify the past misunderstandings and apologize; it's not as if she's asking you to do anything horrible."

The second those words were out of her mouth, the others agreed with her. "That's right. Charlize didn't ask for anything outrageous. Jacqueline, you need to know your limits!"

At that point, no one would dare to put in a good word for Jacqueline.

Even Katrina, who was close to Jacqueline, was standing at the side, pretending not to hear anything as she stared at her phone.

In all her years of life, this was Jacqueline's first time being in such an embarrassing moment. Staring at Charlize, she burst into angry tears. "You've crossed the line, Charlize!" With that said, she covered her face and ran off, bawling.

Charlize turned to Spencer after watching her go. In a confused tone, she asked, "Have I crossed the line?"

I didn't do much, did I? I'm just asking her to admit to some of the things she had done in the past and apologize. Is asking for an apology something outrageous nowadays? Spencer squeezed her hand. "No, you haven't."

Charlize pursed her lips. "All right, let's leave then."

I knew that something bad was going to happen if I came here tonight.

"Okay."

At that, Spencer led her away from the area. This time, neither turned around again.

Once Charlize and Spencer were gone, the people in the ballroom became even louder as they discussed what just happened.

Of course, what stunned them most was Charlize's identity as the Johnson family's daughter.

They had never realized it throughout the four years of university.

If they had known that she was the Johnson family's daughter, they would have done their best to get into her good books during those four years.

However, there was no turning back time, and Charlize would probably not want to be friends with them.

"I'm sorry," Spencer suddenly apologized when the car stopped.

Charlize froze for a second before turning to him. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I've upset you tonight," he said.

Then, after a pause, he went on, saying, "I know you didn't want to join this gathering."

If he had not spoken up first and accepted, Charlize would probably have rejected the invitation.

Charlize scrunched up her face. "It isn't as bad as you think it is. Things have been bad between Jacqueline and me since the first year of university. We haven't seen eye to eye all along. Honestly, what happened tonight didn't upset me."

In fact, she was even a little delighted.

Perhaps it was because the fact that Spencer was her boyfriend had been publicized.

There were many women who liked Spencer when they were still in university, and Jacqueline was one of them.

However, after what happened earlier, everyone had to know that Spencer was dating her now. Moreover, her identity as the Johnson family's daughter was also revealed. Those who would want to steal her boyfriend would have to think twice before doing so.

A spark of joy burst in Charlize's chest when she thought about that.

However, she was too embarrassed to tell that to Spencer, so she could only secretly share her elation with Juliette and the others via text messages. She did not expect that her silence would make Spencer think she was unhappy.

"Still, I'm sorry to make you go through something unpleasant like this."

"It's nothing, really."

Right then, Charlize's phone screen lit up. When she lowered her head, she realized it was messages from her group chat with her dormmates.

Although she had not seen the contents of the message, she could guess what Molly and the rest were talking about.

Instinctively, she turned her phone to face its screen downward before saying, "It's still early. Why don't we grab some supper?"

"Sure."

Spencer stared at her for a beat before driving away from the Johnson residence.

By the time they came back to the mansion's entrance, it was already eleven at night.

Charlize unbuckled her seatbelt and unlocked the door before heading out of the car. While the man was not paying attention to her, she spun around and wrapped her arms around Spencer to kiss his cheek. "I'm not upset. I'm actually a little happy too because everyone now knows that you're my boyfriend."

Right after blurting out those words, she rushed off into the mansion with a blush on her face.

By the time Spencer came to his senses, he could only see Charlize running toward the mansion, waving goodbye and saying good night to him.

He reached out to touch the cheek she kissed. After a long while, he finally drove off.

The Johnson family did not have curfews, but ever since Charlize started dating Spencer, Charles had told her that she had to return home before eleven. Again, she was late.

Nevertheless, Charles seemed to have a social appointment that night, so Charlize guessed that he had drunk quite an amount. Charlize thought that her brother, who was on the couch, would not notice her late return if she were to tiptoe around the house.

Alas, just as she had taken a few steps up the stairs, Charles opened his eyes and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's twenty minutes past eleven."

"What have you been doing to come home so late?"

Charlize glanced at her brother. "I had supper."

Charles drew his brows together. "Is that Ms. Lamer the one who once said that you were a sugar baby?"

After leaving the ballroom, Charles had mulled over the matter. The more he thought about it, the more he found the name Jacqueline Lamer familiar. Later on, he recalled someone once saying that Charlize was a sugar baby because the car their family sent to pick her up was often a different model.

When Charles had heard about that back then, he had been so livid his face went purple. He had sent his secretary to check on the matter.

The culprit had not used complicated tricks in spreading the rumors, so Charles soon found out who it was.

At that time, he had gone to the campus to request the university to expel Jacqueline.

However, Charlize and the homeroom teacher pleaded mercy on behalf of Jacqueline, saying that Charlize was still studying and that the matter, if blown out of proportion, would be detrimental to Charlize. Charlize did not consider all that, of course. While she thought that Jacqueline's actions were appalling, expelling the latter seemed to be equally outrageous. Furthermore, she did not want others to learn about her real identity to avoid people coming after her.

Ultimately, Charlize's homeroom teacher decided to deal with the rumors.

Charles did not know how the homeroom teacher had dealt with it, but the rumors about Charlize being a sugar baby disappeared after that.

It was three years since then, but Charles only became angrier and angrier from thinking about it.

Meanwhile, Charlize thought that her brother was going to chide her for coming back late. She was not expecting him to talk about Jacqueline, so she stiffened and mumbled, "Yes, that's her. What's wrong, Charles?"

"She's too much. You said she was a student back then, so I decided to let her go. But now, you've all graduated and are adults. She should be responsible for the things she has done. Anyway, you don't need to bother yourself with this. There's a bag on the table. It's a gift from the client, so take it. It's getting late. You should rest."

That was all Charles said to Charlize as he started rubbing his temples. Despite his silence, he was already planning how he should teach Jacqueline a lesson.

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