Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1821

Jim was a little repulsed by Charlotte's interrogation. He furrowed his brows, but despite the annoyance he felt in his heart, h e still told her the truth. "Someone called m e with a strange number and invited me to meet up with them. Since I was flooded with work, I decided to come out to meet them and get a breath of fresh air at the same time."

Charlotte could not help curling her lips into a small smile when she heard Jim’s earnest tone. "Alright then. Don’t stay out too late."

With that, she hung up the phone triumphantly.

Jim probably was not lying to her.

After all, she had blocked Luna and Bonnie's numbers on his phone, and not even Harvey, Christopher, or anyone else involved with the Landry family could get through to him.

Therefore, it was highly possible that one o f these people had gotten in touch with Jim using a foreign number.

Charlotte shifted into a more comfortable position on the backseat. She watched Jim's car pull away with an impassive look, a triumphant and satisfied smile plastered on her face.

It turned out the poison Rosalyn had been working on all these years was just as useful as she had claimed.

Charlotte closed her eyes and recalled a memory from six years ago when Rosalyn had brought Charlotte, her future 'daughter-in-law', on a tour of her laboratory.

At that time, Rosalyn had held her hand lovingly as she explained, "My purpose for developing this drug is to let Jim and Heather's father forget the past so he can lead a normal life in the future."

Charlotte furrowed her brows and could not help lamenting as she stared at the room filled with poison, "You certainly love this man very much, Mrs. Landry, but why are you spending so much time trying to develop such a complicated drug?

"If you don't mind me asking, why don't you develop a drug that can not only alter M r. Landry's memories but also control his mind? Won't that make your life so much easier?"

As soon as she finished her sentence, Rosalyn sighed and said, "It's not that I never thought of this. I had even successfully produced this exact drug you're talking about, but...

"But in the end, I still asked Larry to make me the antidote so I could cure Charles."

With that, she pointed at a small vial of liquid sitting in the corner of the room. " That’s the exact bottle right there."