Chapter 485 Lorraine’s Scapegoat

Charlotte looked out of the car. She saw a red Porsche had stopped not far away, and the enchanting woman, who was wearing heavy makeup, came out of the car and was walking towards her. Charlotte’s mood had a one-eighty swing as soon as she got to see the woman’s glamorous face more clearly. Lucas, who was about to drive away just now, turned off the car engine. She sashayed to the scene, looked at Lorraine, who was squatting on the ground, crying, and was stunned for a split second. Then she came to the window of the car near Zachary. “The apples never fall far from the tree. You’re the same as Jefferson.” Disdain was the emotion that could be derived from Zachary’s God-like face. “Don’t praise him at my expense. He’ll never be worthy enough to appear in comparison with me.” “Oh really?” The woman sneered. “Back then, Jefferson abandoned Annalita, their son, and daughter as if they were pieces of sh*t in order to be with me. Twenty years later, his son was absolutely ruthless