The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 324

The car pulled up in front of Crystal’s apartment, and she could barely contain her excitement as she hurriedly instructed the driver to carry her suitcases inside.

While she directed him, her mind raced with thoughts of how much money she might make from her treasures.

But when she finally opened the cases, ready to admire her precious loot, she was stunned by what she saw.

All the jewelry, designer clothes, and handbags that were supposed to be inside had vanished. In their place were several heavy suitcases filled to the brim with sand.

Crystal’s eyes went wide. She stood frozen for several seconds before the reality hit her.

Frantically, she dove at the suitcases, digging through the sand with her hands, desperately hoping to find even a single piece of jewelry or a designer bag. But no matter how hard she searched, all she found was more sand. Not a single trace of her treasures remained.

“No! No, no, no—!”

“What’s going on? Who did this to me?!”

…

Meanwhile, across town, the four little rascals instructed the housekeeper to pack up all the designer clothes and handbags and donate them to a charity for the poor.

As for the jewelry, after a quick huddle, the kids decided it was best to return the valuables to the Thomson family estate and ask Grandma to keep an eye on them.

Crystal, after all, was banned from returning to the Thomsons for the time being, so there was no risk of her sneaking back to claim her loot.

Once everything was sorted, the four kids exchanged satisfied grins.

On the way home, the car was filled with their excited chatter, until Rebecca’s phone rang—her business line, the one she used at the office.

Rebecca glanced at the kids, signaling for quiet. “I need to take this.”

Immediately, the four children stopped talking and stared at her with wide, curious eyes, whispering, “Who is it?”

She put a finger to her lips, and they fell silent at once.

Just then, Ethan piped up, “Mom, you should go. Really, go ahead…”

Rebecca stared at Ethan in surprise.

The other three chimed in, all nodding in agreement, rallying behind Ethan.

The moment they heard her call him “Mr. Sullivan,” they immediately guessed he was their dad. Such a golden opportunity—they couldn’t let it slip away!

Dylan, overhearing the voices on the other end, paused and asked, “Raina, is someone with you?”

Rebecca answered, a little awkwardly, “Um, yes, my son.”

There was a brief silence before Dylan said, “Leave your son with his father. Get over here now.”

Rebecca couldn’t help but twitch at his words. She thought, Aren’t you their stepdad? Who else am I supposed to leave them with?