At this moment, Charles received a text message on his phone. His attendant handed it to him with both hands, and Charles glanced at the message, his expression frozen.
The deep blue eyes momentarily resembled a windless lake, completely still.
Everyone noticed his sudden change, uncertain of what had happened, and fell into silence as well.
Even the circulating air seemed to become exquisite.
"Acai!"
Suddenly, Charles clutched his phone, tilted his head back, and let out a heart-wrenching cry, echoing painfully in the quiet corridor.
Those around him seemed to feel his pain.
"Mr. Charles!"
Charles's bodyguards and attendants, unsure of what was happening, approached to support him with concern.
Ji Anning watched Charles's deep blue eyes redden, his tough exterior slowly crumbling, his powerful aura slipping away.
It turned out that he, too, had a vulnerable spot, capable of such devastating disarray like a common person.
