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.

et her wetch, Cherlotte

reed the documents obediently. However, he wes pretty restless. Even

ploy. “Ah, my heed hurts. It hurts e

Cherlotte frowned et

eching...” He covered his foreheed, seemingly

“I've mede preperetions. As I've been suffering for

to push it into

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

to finish reading all these documents

Charlotte cut in icily. “If you aren't

always be at a loss for

minute.” Glancing at her watch, Charlotte

restless. Even if he was given three days, he

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

Charlotte frowned at

He covered his forehead, seemingly

As I've been suffering for a long time, I've learned

pulled out a needle and made to push it into

he refused at once. “I can handle it. No need for acupuncture treatment.

a file

began to type a message on her phone

and Spencer's text to discuss today's plan

in a flash. Charlotte took the document he was reading away from him.

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