Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

In the president's office.

Shane was seated in his office chair, with his fingers intertwined and his hands rested on the edge of the desk. On his face hung what seemed like a smile as he stared right into Charlotte's eyes.

She had returned to her usual composed, obedient self. The fiery tigress from earlier was nowhere to be found.

"Charlotte, do you not owe me an explanation?"

"An explanation?" What was there for her to explain? Shane's question caught Charlotte by surprise. Baffled, she raised her head to meet the man's eyes.

Sensing Charlotte's confusion, Shane pulled the corner of his lips up into a smirk. For the first time, he explained what was on his mind, 'T ve always despised employees who are constantly involved in strife." 'Constantly involved in strife?' she repeated in her heart.

'Me?'

'With which eye did he see me constantly

involved in strife?'

'Could it be my exchange with Jace earlier?'

Charlotte fell silent for a few seconds. Ultimately, she got herself together and, with a smile that lingered on the edges of her lips, she replied, "Mr. Fuller, I've only joined the company a few days ago. I have barely gotten to know everyone in the company! Who could I possibly involve in strife?"

She did not view herself as a competent employee of the company, nor was she a confidant of Shane's, so she felt no need to spill the truth.

you. Why

soon as those words left Shane's lips, Charlotte almost flipped out. 'Why is that, you ask? If it

aloud. After all,

face, Shane's

you must be able to portray yourself as a capable, dignified professional."

all. You

spun around in his office

give me a tip?'

he always been

Charlotte walked back to her

toward the security room, accompanied by some others. She planned to unearth the surveillance video from

were let go. It wasn't until noon that

saying that Charlotte was not informed of these happenings. Still, over time, there were gradually lesser and lesser accusing fingers pointing at her in hatred, until the

doors of the office building, she was stopped by a

a sense of familiarity wash over her, but she couldn't pinpoint

matter? Do you not recognize me anymore, Charlotte? I'm Shane's fiancee. We first met at the banquet." Yuliana pushed her chest forward, arrogance in every word as she stared Charlotte down. 'Ah, so this is Elaine's younger sister,'

expression instantly darkened and she spoke in a vindictive tone, "I'm sorry, is there anything I can help you

beyond her abilities to pull off a friendly demeanour while dealing with anyone related

look Charlotte up and down. Her gaze swept past every inch of

the chance to scrutinize

a pair of black-framed glasses, in stark contrast to Yuliana and