Win My Forsaken Ex-wife Back (Charlotte and Arthur) novel Chapter 89

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Ethan was brimming with satisfaction over his work. With Charlotte’s camera out of commission, the competition had practically vanished. This time, the magazine feature was as good as his.. 

But just as Ethan smiled smugly, Charlotte’s crisp and sweet voice cut through the air, dripping with disdain. 

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Ethan’s expression instantly darkened. He looked at Charlotte. “What did you just say?” 

Charlotte sighed, “Oh dear… Are you getting on in years? Even your hearing seems to be failing you.” 

Ethan’s face turned grim as he glared daggers at Charlotte. 

Emily 

Was: 

She snapped, “Charlene, what’s with your 

attitude? Don’t take out your frustration about failing the interview on others. It makes you look childish. I advise you to go back to being Mrs. Harrison. This industry isn’t for you.” 

Charlotte narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze darting back and forth between Emily and Ethan. 

Charlotte sneered, “You know I’m Mrs. Harrison, yet you still dare to talk to me like that? Aren’t you afraid I’ll go straight to my husband and have him make sure this magazine doesn’t see the light of day tomorrow?” 

Charlotte thought, “Since they love calling me Mrs. Harrison, 

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for anything. Now I get why people drunk on power act so arrogant. Because right now, I’m feeling it. Completely and shamelessly arrogant!” 

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“You…” Emily’s face turned pale. She had never expected such a retort and suddenly found herself at a loss for words, unwilling to escalate further. 

Brittany quickly interjected, “Charlene, this was her fault. I’ll deduct her salary as punishment. I truly admire your work, unfortunately…” 

“It’s not unfortunate at all.” Charlotte pulled out her phone. “You see, I have this little habit. I always like to keep a backup. The same goes for my photos. I’ve saved them in two places.” 

Charlotte smiled, her delicate features glowing with confidence. “Ms. Morgan, how about taking a look at my photos before deciding who should be the photographer for the next issue?” 

Brittany’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really? That’s fantastic! Let me see them right away!” 

Emily and Ethan exchanged glances, their shock and despair mirrored in each other’s eyes. They had thought the victory was in the bag, but Charlotte had outsmarted them. 

Charlotte sent the photos to the screen, and awe lit up their faces as the crowd gathered to take a look. 

The image showed a gray wolf emerging from the underbrush, its sharp eyes locked on the camera. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting fragmented light and shadow 

across the scene. 

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The wolf’s gaze was alert and ferocious, its body low and tense, as if it were ready to leap and strike at any moment. The setting, the composition, and the proximity were incredible.