Toppling the World with His Empire

Chapter 150:

Mrs. Smith, her face a little haggard and her eyes darting, looked around the room as if afraid someone was watching. Her evasive gestures did not escape Charlotte. She kept rubbing her hands together, as if to reassure herself as she spoke.

"You know, Charlotte," Mrs. Smith began, her voice trembling slightly. "It doesn't matter where I know, as long as this information is true."

Charlotte stood there, staring at Mrs. Smith with cold eyes. She felt tired, both physically and mentally. These conversations had happened too many times and she did not want to dwell on them. She knew that in Mrs. Smith's world, truth and falsehood were vague concepts, often twisted to serve personal ends.

"Mother," Charlotte said, her voice low and clear, "I understand what you mean, but I want to go to my room now. I need to rest."

Charlotte turned to leave, but Mrs. Smith immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her back. Her eyes were fixed on Charlotte, her expression urgent and determined.

"Charlotte,