Broken Bond: Claimed by My Ex-Husband's Alpha Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 15: New Script

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Chapter 15: New Script

Victor nodded. "Exactly. He knew what he was doing. He manipulated you into selling your assets."

She had earned every dime and every asset by sacrificing her blood, sweat, and tears. But Julian could get it all by simply getting Charlotte to sign a piece of paper.

Selling my assets, my ass, Charlotte didn’t even get a dime from him!

Sophie straightened her posture and met Charlotte’s gaze. "However, we can get those assets back if we can prove that you sold them under duress."

She continued, "Fortunately, the messages he sent, especially the threats, will help strengthen our case."

Charlotte clenched her fists, a hint of anger flickering in her eyes. "Do whatever it takes. He doesn’t deserve a penny of what I’ve worked for."

Victor lifted the corners of his mouth. "Don’t worry, Mrs. Dawson. We’re not called the best legal team for nothing." He said confidently, "We’ll make sure you get what was yours."

After discussing all of the matters, the attorneys promised to take care of her court schedule and to learn more about her cases.

"Please contact us immediately if Mr. Warren threatens you again, ma’am." Victor handed Charlotte his business card. "See you later, Mrs. Dawson."

"Thank you for your time, sir," Charlotte replied.

As the lawyers left the room, Theodore ushered them to the gate, leaving Charlotte and Damon alone in the study.

The room was silent for a moment before Charlotte opened her mouth. "How did I ever end up marrying a man like him? I’m so stupid."

But honestly, she knew exactly why.

He had always treated her with kindness and showered her with so many beautiful gifts.

Even though Charlotte had to admit that Julian sometimes couldn’t handle his anger very well, at least he had never hit her back then.

But maybe he had done that to trick her into marrying him. He pretended to be perfect so he could trap Charlotte in his cage.

"There’s no point in dwelling on the past." Damon said, "What matters is what you do now to fight back and not let him control you again."

Charlotte sighed and leaned back on the couch. "I just can’t stop thinking about how blind I’ve been. Maybe it would be better if I couldn’t fall in love at all."

That way Charlotte wouldn’t have to suffer for love.

Damon was suddenly quiet, his eyes fixed on her as if he was weighing his words carefully. "Love isn’t the problem, Charlotte. It’s the people who don’t know how to appreciate it."

Charlotte started to open her mouth, but Damon had already gotten up from the couch and walked over to his desk. "I have something for you."

"What is it?

Damon took papers out of his desk. "A new movie script." He approached her and handed her the papers. "I think this script is suitable for you." freёnovelkiss.com

Charlotte hesitated as she took the thick stack of papers from Damon’s hands. The title, Broken Bond, was bold and striking on the cover.

"What’s it about?" she asked quietly, looking up at Damon.

"It’s about a single mother trying to rebuild her life after leaving her abusive husband," Damon explained, his voice soft but firm. "She’s raising her five-year-old daughter and doing everything she can to give her a happy life."

Charlotte’s grip on the script tightened. "It sounds ... so close to home," she murmured.

The story was similar to her own life. The abusive husband, the desperation of the main character, but unfortunately she didn’t have a daughter.

"This is your ticket to fight back, Charlotte." Damon explained, "Through this movie, you can show your fans, the world, what your husband did to you."

One of the most powerful powers in the world was women’s empathy. They would support a woman who has gone through hell without being asked, especially if the story could resonate with women who have faced similar struggles.

This story could give courage to women who were trapped in an abusive marriage but were too afraid to leave. This kind of story could also be more meaningful if the actress knew the struggle and could relate to the character.

Charlotte flipped through the pages, catching glimpses of scenes that were all too familiar: screaming at each other, quiet nights filled with tears and bruises, and the constant feeling of being unworthy.

"Many women experience all of this." Damon comforted her, "You are not the only woman who has ever made a bad choice. You are not alone, Charlotte."

Therefore, she didn’t have to be afraid. She didn’t have to feel like a fool when the real problem was her abusive husband, never her.

"I hope you want to try this movie. But if it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to force it." Damon said, "The choice is yours."

Charlotte thought about it for a while before she said, "When do the auditions start?"

Damon smiled when he heard her question. "A month from now. Is that too soon?"

She shook her head. "That’s enough."

She didn’t want Damon to postpone the audition just for her, so she just had to try her best to practice her acting skills again.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t focus on practicing while the court hearing was haunting her. Two days later, Victor informed Charlotte that the Nocturnal Order would have their divorce hearing in two weeks.

"You don’t have to worry, Mrs. Dawson." Victor said, "My team and I will do our best to win the trial. All you have to do is sit in the courtroom and follow our instructions."

Charlotte replied over the phone. "Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Hale."

She ended the call with Victor and put the phone down on the table before falling back onto the bed. The stack of papers was scattered around her bed, words highlighted in color.

Her eyes stared at the ceiling, feeling both anxious and depressed at having to think about two things at once. Still, it was better than feeling stressed about watching her ex-husband sleep with another woman every week.

Knock. Knock.

She turned her head when she heard the knock at the door. She felt reluctant but still stood up from her bed. When she opened the door, she saw Vera and Haven standing at the door, carrying a tray of muffin cakes.

Vera smiled at her and said, "Haven and I are trying to make muffin cakes for the New Year. Would you like to taste them?"