Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

A trace of doubt emerged in Charlotte's mind. But before she could continue eavesdropping, the elevator arrived with a ding. Elaine stalked into the elevator and turned around to face the front. Right at that moment, Charlotte hurriedly spun around.

She did not want Elaine to see her, especially not now.

Unfortunately, Elaine did just that.

However, she didn't seem fearful of being exposed. Instead, her lips curved upward into a sinister smirk.

The elevator doors closed and broke off the women's eye contact. Charlotte looked up at the clock on the wall and realized it was already an hour past midnight.

Where would Elaine be going so late at night?

"Oh no, something's come up with the patient in Room 888!"

A trainee nurse came rushing into the on-call room. Very quickly, a doctor stepped out and headed toward Room 888.

Instinctively, a bad feeling brewed in Charlotte's gut. There was no way that her father was the patient she was talking about, right?

She didn't allow herself much time to overanalyze. She simply followed behind to take a look for herself.

Sure enough, the patient of Room 888 was her father, Timothy Emerson.

Charlotte stood by the door in a daze as she watched the medical staff rendering resuscitation efforts.

Seconds felt like minutes until she finally saw the heartbeat on his vital signs monitor return to normal.

As she stood by the door and watched from the outside, tears streamed down her face. She hastily stopped the doctor before he could leave and urged, "Doctor, what... what's wrong with him? What illness does he have?"

The doctor stared at Charlotte with a sense of skepticism as he asked, "Who are you?"

'T m his, his..." Daughter. She was his daughter, but she couldn't seem to enunciate the word.

sudden, she was reminded that the relationship between herself and her

had a heart attack. He needs good rest and should be kept

left her a simple explanation, the

ready to enter to take a

doctor's advice, she retracted

they last met. Would he still consider her his daughter? Charlotte remained

shutter of a camera clicked,

the photographer finished his task. Without delay, he sent the photo he had taken to

an eye, the day of the bidding

venue to be at Royal

in the morning, the design team followed Christopher to the hotel

Elaine, who was

Emerson Corporation.

her routine formal attire, but

to view, which made her appear fresher than

immaculate white dress. Her hair was scattered naturally on her shoulders and her face was caked exquisitely

pristine, unpainted face, she seemed a little

two did nothing but exchange a disciplined glance before they

managed to recruit 15

appearance was to be decided

was allotted last with Emerson Corporation's

utilized their time to the fullest as they unveiled

Emerson Corporation. As their proud representative, Elaine Emerson slowly ascended the stairs on her

on her face and everyone in the audience

the moment her gaze landed on Charlotte, a tinge of

and gentlemen, lo and behold! Emerson Corporation's design concept. We call this

displayed on the PowerPoint projection

could Elaine's theme be the same as hers? Could this be

design prints