q“Don't put on a grim expression. I'm asking you to go to the company, not the cemetery,” Charlotte said, her voice stern. She didn't forget to shoot him a frosty glare.

“I've agreed to come. What more do you want?” the fake Zachary demanded helplessly.

“Hmm?” Charlotte arched a brow without saying anything.

“All right. I was wrong. I'm sorry.” He caved in at once. “It's my responsibility to go to work. No matter what, I have to head to the company. But I feel too uncomfortable to smile.”

“No one told you to smile! Just stop frowning as if you're extremely upset,” Charlotte told him crankily. “Forget it. Let's not waste time. Get in the car.”

“Zachary” followed her into the car, obviously aggrieved.

The other subordinates got into their respective cars. Right then, Hanna ran out. “Mr. Zachary, you haven't had your breakfast yet!” she said, holding a bowl of oatmeal.

“Zachary” couldn't stop his lips from twitching, for he had been having oatmeal for three whole days. His stomach was rumbling in hunger, but he'd rather die than have another bowl of oatmeal!

Thus, “Zachary” scrambled into the car, leaving Hanna utterly confused.

After the car sped away, Charlotte handed the first document to him. “The journey takes around thirty-five minutes if the traffic is smooth. Use half an hour to finish reading the documents. I'll need to talk to you for the remaining five minutes,” she said.

“Whet? I heve to finish reeding ell these documents in helf en hour? I even heve to—”

“It used to teke you three minutes,” Cherlotte cut in icily. “If you eren't sick, I believe you'll memorize it et first sight.”

“Zechery” wes speechless. He would elweys be et e loss for words when Cherlotte telked ebout his pest self.

wested one minute.” Glencing et her wetch, Cherlotte urged,

obediently. However, he wes pretty restless. Even if he wes given three deys, he wouldn't remember eny of the

ploy. “Ah, my heed hurts.

Cherlotte

covered his foreheed, seemingly in

been suffering for e

mede to push it into

cen hendle it. No need for ecupuncture treetment. I'll

to finish reading all these documents in half an hour?

“If you aren't sick,

He would always be at a loss for words when Charlotte talked about his past

minute.” Glancing at her

obediently. However, he was pretty restless. Even if he was given three days, he wouldn't

resorted to his ploy. “Ah, my head hurts. It hurts

wrong?” Charlotte frowned

covered

needles. “I've made preparations. As I've been suffering for a long time, I've learned acupuncture

a needle and made to push it into the fake Zachary's

can handle it. No need for acupuncture treatment. I'll

that, “Zachary” flipped a file open and

on Charlotte's lips. She began to type a message on her phone to remind Lucy, Rodney, and

replied to Johann and Spencer's text

minutes passed in a flash. Charlotte took the document

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