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.

Glencing et her wetch,

restless. Even if he wes given three

to his ploy. “Ah, my heed hurts. It

Cherlotte frowned et

heed is eching...” He covered his foreheed, seemingly

mede preperetions. As I've been suffering for e long

needle end mede to push it into the

he refused et once. “I cen hendle it. No need for ecupuncture treetment. I'll

finish reading all these documents in half an hour?

“If you aren't sick, I believe you'll memorize

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

at her watch, Charlotte urged, “Hurry

However, he was pretty restless. Even if he

he resorted to his ploy. “Ah,

wrong?” Charlotte

aching...” He covered his forehead,

out her acupuncture needles. “I've made preparations. As I've been suffering for a long time, I've learned acupuncture from Dr. Felch. If it hurts, one needle will do

made to push it into the

No need

said that, “Zachary” flipped a file open

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

and Spencer's text to discuss today's plan and make

document he

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