From Desk to Altar: The CEO's Irresistible Bargain

"What the heck are you doing?!"

She's got him stripped down and then has the nerve to look disappointed.

Liam's super annoyed, "Get off!"

But Charlotte's not budging. She's so mad she pinches him hard on the thigh, and Liam jumps up with a yelp, "Charlotte!" They're in this weird, kind of intimate pose, but Charlotte knows even if things got steamier, Liam wouldn't make a move. She's sure of it, and the evidence is right in front of her.

In a brief silence, Charlotte hears muffled arguing from next door in Chloe's room, followed by heavy footsteps. "Honey, we..."

The door flies open, and there's Chloe, looking a mess, about to rush in when she spots Charlotte sitting on Liam's lap.

She freezes, "You guys... Charlotte! What are you doing here?"

"Why can't I be here? Does it make no sense for me to be here?"

Charlotte shoots back, hinting at something, "Are you bummed because it's not you in this bed?"

Chloe goes pale but recovers fast, "I'm his fiancée, it's normal for me to be here! But you? What's your excuse for being in your future brother-in-law's bed, huh?" "And what about you, Chloe? Whose bed were you in?"

Charlotte's simple question throws Chloe off her game.

She thought she remembered... but then she woke up next to Dylan.

The puzzle that had been bugging her suddenly seems to click when Charlotte says that.

Charlotte and Dylan must've set this up because they can't stand to see her and Liam together.

Before Chloe can get a word in, Charlotte's at it again, "If you're wondering why I'm here, go ahead and check."

She's looking at Liam. He doesn't remember anything, so he's chill, but if he did dig into it and found out Chloe's scheme, he wouldn't let it slide.

Just slept and what? He wouldn't go easy on Chloe.

Charlotte smirks at Chloe, "Go ahead, Miss Beaumont, see what you can dig up."

Chloe looks like she's swallowed a lemon but keeps quiet.

She's freaking out about Liam looking into things. Her whole plan was to drug him so he'd forget the mess and she'd get off scot-free.

But Charlotte barged in and turned the tables, leaving Chloe's scheme in shambles.

"You... you set this up," Chloe barely choked out, her voice laced with defeat.

Liam's had enough real quick, "Keep it down."

Through it all, Charlotte's still sitting on his lap, close to the edge of the bed. Liam's worried she might fall, so he's got his hand hovering near her waist, just in case. Chloe stormed out, slamming the door behind her, fuming but unable to argue.

While it looked like a victory for Charlotte, she just couldn't shake off a feeling of unease.

"What's on your mind?" Liam's gaze was intense, searching her face for clues.

He could sense a gap in his memory and the tension between Charlotte and Chloe, but the fact that Charlotte was the one sitting on him seemed to quell his suspicions for now. "Can you replace the staff in the yard with your own people?" Charlotte pleaded, not wanting a repeat of today's chaos.

Liam frowned, "They're already my people..."

"No, they're not," Charlotte interrupted, covering his mouth. "Evil is growing where you can't see it."

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Her eyes were almost sad, "If you don't take care of it, that evil will spread to me too."

If she hadn't suddenly decided to go to Vincent, she might have ended up being forced into Dylan's room by Chloe, and everything would be a mess.

And it was all because of that drug.

Charlotte shuddered at the thought of what might be in her food from now on.

Poison that could silence her, disfigure her, or worse, prevent her from ever having children.

Liam looked serious and just nodded.

A sharp and insightful man like him would surely investigate tonight's events thoroughly after hearing Charlotte's words.

Chloe's deeds wouldn't stay hidden for long.

"You..." Liam seemed to be considering the mess they were in, almost ready to give up, "Let's just wash up and go to sleep, okay?"

Charlotte shook her head, unable to keep things going with Liam.

He wasn't happy about it, but he didn't press her and let her go.

As she closed the door, Charlotte saw Dylan walking out of Chloe's room with two fresh slap marks on his face.

"I got slapped," Dylan admitted with an awkward laugh. "I can't stand that she hit me."

Charlotte was speechless, then she had someone rush over some pills and hand them to Dylan. "Here, birth control. Chloe's watching me like a hawk. It's on you to get these into her." Dylan understood. "Chloe playing it boldly, drugging Liam, means she's prepared for everything, could get pregnant just like that."

He took the pills, saying, "I got it, I won't let that kid happen."

Chloe having Liam's kid would set her up too well, and tie the Parker and Beaumont families together like never before.

That would mess up Thomas's power play, and Dylan wouldn't get his piece of the Parker family pie.

So that child absolutely couldn't be born.

At that moment, Charlotte questioned herself again. Was it really okay to harm an innocent child? Was she evil?

After all she'd been through, losing her mom and sister, whatever she did to Chloe seemed justified.

Lost in her grudge, Charlotte was staring out at the moon through the window, missing Dylan's trash the pills before he went into his room.

"What? Did you see it for real? Charlotte actually hit up Vincent last night?!"

First thing in the morning, Chloe got the scoop from her insiders.

Last night, after dinner, Charlotte had sneaked off to see Vincent.

Chloe couldn't help but snicker. This was a juicy bit of gossip.

That drug was no joke, and if Liam couldn't handle it, she was sure Charlotte couldn't either.

She didn't buy for a second that nothing happened between Charlotte and Vincent.

Why else would Charlotte have tried so hard to move her away from Liam last night, to take her spot?

It screamed guilty.

She was scared Liam would catch on to her fling with Vincent, so she made a preemptive move to make Liam think she was the one with him last night. Smart play!

Chloe couldn't stop smiling.

Charlotte had just handed her a golden opportunity on a silver platter, and it would be a total waste not to capitalize on it.