Twenty million?
Charlotte’s eyebrows shot up the moment she heard the number.
No wonder The White Whale had agreed so quickly. With that kind of money on the table, who wouldn’t?
She knew those guys were all about saving every penny, especially their captain. He was the one who’d once dug a massive hole for her to fall into, costing her more than a hundred million in military hardware.
And now he was pulling the same trick on Anthony.
Charlotte couldn’t help but feel annoyed.
“If the training gets boring, call me,” Anthony said softly, twirling a strand of her long hair around his finger. His dark eyes were impossible to read, but his voice was gentle.
He knew this sort of training was nothing for her.
“Boring?”
Charlotte leaned back on the sofa, half-closing her eyes. A small, dangerous smile curled at her lips. “I can think of much more interesting things to do.”
Like evening the score.
…
The next morning, Roger and Kenneth were already waiting by the car outside.
“Doesn’t Anthony have connections? Why can’t he just get Charlotte out of this training?” Kenneth grumbled, looking worried. He imagined Charlotte, so delicate and fair, being sent off to some training camp to eat dust and bake under the sun. “Fifteen days of this, she’ll be a completely different person by the end.”
“It’s even worse than you think,” Roger replied, his frown deepening. “This isn’t the usual training. They brought in instructors from The White Whale.”
Even Kenneth, who was usually too busy to follow the news, had heard of The White Whale. Using those guys as trainers… Charlotte was really in for it.
Kenneth’s worry only grew, and even Roger felt a twinge of sympathy just thinking about what Lottie was about to go through.

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