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.

reminded that the relationship between

good rest and should be

her a simple explanation, the doctor

wiped her tears away, ready to enter to

she recalled the doctor's advice,

consider her his daughter? Charlotte remained standing by the door. After debating with herself for a

hidden corner, the shutter of a camera clicked, capturing an image of

task. Without delay, he sent

an eye, the day of the bidding arrived

the venue to be at Royal

team followed

dismay, Charlotte bumped into Elaine, who was here as the

Emerson Corporation.

routine formal

view, which made her appear fresher

an immaculate white dress. Her hair was scattered naturally

pristine, unpainted face, she seemed a

two did nothing but exchange a disciplined

round's bidding had managed to recruit

was to be

allotted last with Emerson

their time to the fullest

of applause and up next was Emerson Corporation. As their proud representative, Elaine Emerson slowly

boastful smile lingered on her face and everyone in the audience could tell

landed on Charlotte, a

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

the PowerPoint projection turned Charlotte's

same as hers? Could this be

few slides that revealed Emerson Corp's design prints blew every member of NC's team off their