Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

“She loved you so much that she threw everything away for you, even the past she was able to let go of, she was hounded by the world, she was set up and framed by Moore Howard, she put up with it all but you dealt her the most fatal blow of all.”

The last words Francesca Jones said still echoed in York Charlie’s mind hours after they had passed.

It was obviously on such a cold day, but he felt stifled by the weather, especially in a place as small as the compartment.

How had it come to this.

His existing memories all crumbled the moment he knew the truth, Delia Field’s smiling face shattered into pieces in his mind, the words of love that had been spoken were now a shot of poison.

Oddly enough, York Charlie wasn’t upset.

He’s just creeped out that the only thing he remembers about this short life is that it’s all been built up with lies.

And the worst part of it was that he had actually destroyed by his own hand an innocent person who loved him to the core.

What the hell had he done.

He and Blanche Capra were obviously so in love, so why had it come to this.

“Blanche, I’m sorry.”

York Charlie gritted his teeth, his blurred vision making him momentarily lose sight of the road ahead and almost collide with a truck, the blinding lights in front of him woke York Charlie up like a dream, he reacted just in time and turned the wheel to save himself from a catastrophe.

After braking in time, York Charlie pulled over to the side of the road, he propped his elbow on the window and pressed his brow to ease the sharp pain coming from his head.

Meanwhile, the memories in his head were like a withered tree that had suddenly grown from not a single leaf and a trunk so dry it was black.

All the branches came to life, the leaves unfurled, and the breeze rustled.

York Charlie remembered it all, good memories and bad.

From meeting Blanche Capra in high school to their marriage, he remembered it all.

“Brandi…” which was Blanche Capra’s original name, was her first, most innocent time.

Whether it was Brandi or Blanche Capra, it was her, the one he had always loved.

Because of the memory loss, the past was all but destroyed in just two months, leaving only hatred and pain, and the rift between them grew wider and wider because of misunderstandings.

How he had hurt Blanche Capra and left her to suffer in prison, all vividly remembered, and not forgotten just because old memories had been revived.

York Charlie felt like he was suffocating for a moment, and he slumped over the steering wheel, gasping for air, his breath coming with pain.

His emotions were so overwhelming that he developed hyperventilation syndrome.

Luckily York Charlie realized in time, covered the lower half of his face and adjusted his breathing before he slowly recovered.

York Charlie hadn’t been this agitated in a long time, not even at his father’s funeral did he show this kind of hand-wringing.

He switched on the light in the compartment and drew out the file Francesca Jones had given him – putting together all of his past with Blanche Capra, and of course a lot of things that outsiders didn’t know about, that only their own parties knew about.

“Registered for marriage in early November of this year.”

A single tear dripped onto the word “marriage” and York Charlie didn’t even blink as he stared at the words in disbelief.

Thinking about how Blanche Capra had emphasized to him at the beginning of their meeting that they were a couple, but he hadn’t even paid any attention to it, thinking instead that she was hypochondriacal and irrational.

Now it seems that he’s the one being unreasonable like a child.

York Charlie knew he couldn’t go on like this, he had to do something to redeem himself.

First, he’s going to bring Blanche Capra out of jail.

And then, he will never let go of the man who made him an executioner.

If there’s going to be hell to pay, only Blanche Capra is qualified to push him down, and everyone else, well, they’ll have to go with him.

Delia Field and Moore Howard, those two are prime targets.

This time, York Charlie won’t have soft hands or lapses in judgment.

People change. In the past, he wasn’t tough enough on his enemies.

Yet the only one who is the most ruthless is Blanche Capra.

…

Blanche Capra had always found it strange how the guards’ attitudes had changed when she came back from the hospital, treating her extraordinarily kindly.

And her cellmates had settled down a lot after her outburst, and some of them had even started to show her kindness, treating her like another big sister.

It’s true that a man is a good man and a horse is a good horse.

Blanche Capra understood this, and she no longer put up with it; if someone tripped her while she was carrying her dinner plate, then she would simply dunk the whole plate of food in the other person’s face.

Even if the guards pursued the matter, the big deal was that she’d get a few less visits.

Anyway, she hadn’t been expecting anyone to visit her.

The one who was expected wouldn’t come either.

Her only expectation was that Francesca Jones would flip for her.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Blanche Capra had never expected that Moore Howard would actually come to see him, or, I should say, that he would have the nerve to come to see her.

Blanche Capra agreed to meet Moore Howard to see what he was up to.

She couldn’t help but sneer as she watched Moore Howard sit across from her, wrapped up tightly, “I guess I really overestimated your guts, and thought you’d been bold enough to come in here in the open.”

A fugitive nationally wanted criminal actually dared to come to the guardhouse, that was a big joke.

Moore Howard took off his mask, he lowered the brim of his hat with a sardonic smile, “Aren’t you glad I came to see you? Why are you crying and mourning.”

“Or is prison life a bad time?” Moore Howard laughed at her, hating to trample all her dignity underfoot.

“It’s none of your business, so I’m just going to ask what you’re doing here. If it’s to see me laugh, now that you’ve seen it, you can go.”

Moore Howard shook his head and laughed softly, “You misunderstand, how could I be laughing at you, I’m here, of course, because I care about you, and by the way, I’m here to remind you that you need to remember what York Charlie did to you today, and when you get out of here, you’re going to thank me for the reminder.”

Moore Howard figured that in the event that Delia Field screwed things up by not doing her job properly and Blanche Capra escaped from prison and regained her freedom, then he would simply make her a weapon of vengeance.

In the end he realized that Blanche Capra was the only one who was his biggest pawn and his favorite.

The more he liked it, the more he wanted to see her abused to death after betraying him.

“Finished? Please leave when you’re done.” Blanche Capra simply ignored his words.

She wasn’t going to listen to the wind like she did back then, from now on she would follow her own wishes and only hear her own voice.

But Moore Howard won’t let her go, he’s like a rabid dog biting at her.

“If you hadn’t betrayed me in the first place, you wouldn’t be in such a bad situation now, you solved York Charlie, I got the control of THE Charlie Group, and even though I’m a man who doesn’t like families any more than I like them, I’ll marry you if you want.”

That was their original purpose.

Of course, Blanche Capra never wanted to marry Moore Howard.

People like him should be single for the rest of their lives.

“I never betrayed you, you betrayed me and cheated on me.”