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.

was reminded that the relationship between herself and her father had turned

good rest and should

her a

tears away, ready to

doctor's advice, she

last met. Would he still consider her his daughter? Charlotte remained standing by the door. After debating with herself for a long moment, she

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

his task. Without delay, he sent the photo

of an eye, the day of the

set the venue to be at Royal

the design team followed Christopher to the hotel under

Charlotte bumped into Elaine, who was

Emerson Corporation.

in her routine formal attire, but sans the hefty black-framed

glimmering eyes were displayed unobstructed to view,

scattered naturally on

with Charlotte' s pristine, unpainted face, she seemed a little tacky in

exchange a disciplined

round's bidding had managed to recruit 15

was

Emerson Corporation's

time to the fullest

round of applause and up next was Emerson

face and everyone in the audience could tell

moment her gaze landed on Charlotte,

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

wordings displayed on the PowerPoint projection turned Charlotte's brain

Elaine's theme be the same as

revealed Emerson Corp's design prints blew every member