Having lived on the lower rungs of society for over twenty years, she knew exactly what kind of people the fans at that level would like.


    She entered the courtyard for this recording, greeting each of the Jacks one by one.


    With her identity as Yasmin''s daughter, almost everyone who saw her was very warm and weing.


    There were cameras and program directors all over the ce. Christine felt a bit dazed but was very well-behaved, presenting herself like a neighbor''s daughter in front of the Jacks She even brought gifts for everyone, including the production team.


    It was easy to imagine that once the show aired, there would be no shortage of praise for her.Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    It wasn''t until she entered her room in the evening, covered the camera with a piece of clothing, and took out her phone to call Jack that her expression turned serious.


    She didn''t know how things were going on his end!


    Jack sat in the darkness, watching his phone ring incessantly, feeling extremely frustrated.


    But Christine, on the other hand, was undeterred. Only when he answered did the ringing stop. He started with some harsh words. "Are you fucking crazy?"


    "Mr. Renolds!" Christine breathed a sigh of relief after Jack finally answered. She was obviously in a panic. "What exactly are you nning to do about this?" She had been on edge all day.


    And she had to act in front of the cameras.


    Jack massaged his temples, also feeling a bit of a headache. "Wait a bit longer."


    Today, he had gone to Jeswood intending to repeat his previous trick. He would collect a few strands of hair from the bathroom and hand them over to Christine to resolve the issue. However, upon opening the door, he found Jane there.


    Charlotte was not at home.


    The bathroom was filled with Jane''s hair, brown and curly.


    He couldn''t help but ask, "Where is Charlotte?"


    "Charlotte..." Jane, aware of Jack''s feelings for Charlotte, hesitated a little. "She, she hasn''te back yet."


    Had she just gone out and not returned, or had she note back all night?


    Before he could inquire further, he saw Charlotte and Frank chasing each other into the house.


    She looked so vibrant and radiant.


    Jack hadn''t seen her like that in a long time.


    The question he didn''t get to ask also had its answer.


    "Wait? What for?" Hearing this, Christine was upset. "If we keep dragging this out, it''s better for me to just leave now than to wait for Yasmin to find out everything ande after me!"


    "I dare you!" Jack''s tone was icy. "If you dare to mess up my ns, I can make you pay the price right now."


    In fact, he didn''t care whether Christine would be discovered by Yasmin.


    What mattered was that if Yasmin realized Charlotte might be her biological daughter, it would be disastrous.


    Once that happened, it would all be over.


    Yasmin''s daughter, the eldest daughter of the Shaw family-any of them being sessfully acknowledged would be enough for Charlotte to marry into the Smith family. He couldn''t allow that.


    As long as Charlotte''s identity remained unchanged, the old man from the Smith family would never agree to Frank''s marriage.


    With the Smith family''s methods, Charlotte would eventually face severe consequences.


    And Charlotte... would eventually be his!


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    For now, he just needed a little more time. A few days would suffice.


    Christine was still frightened by him, her fingers trembling. "Then... hurry up and think of something!"


    As long as she could prevent anyone from sneaking into her room to take hair, she could buy more time.


    She hung up the phone and set up an inconspicuous camera in the corner of the monitoring area. As long as someone entered her room, her phone would receive a notification!