Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Two hours slipped past.

In the ladies' room, Yuliana anxiously gave Elaine a call.

"Sis, how's it going? I won't be able to hold him back any longer."

Elaine had already checked everything she could get her hands on.

At that point, there were no excuses left.

"Get in the car and come pick me up," Elaine instructed.

After ending the call, Yuliana hurriedly got everything together and left the ladies' room. Cole, who had been anxiously waiting outside for a while, greeted her as she came out.

"Miss Yuliana, is everything alright now? Can we leave yet?"

He had yet to bring the report back to the company. If the president were to find out about this, there was no doubt that he would be in big trouble.

"Well, let's go. Can you pick my sister up on the way to the company as well?" Yuliana asked with a sweet smile on her face. That was an unusual sight as Yuliana almost never smiled at Cole. Did Yuliana sh*t her guts out?

There wasn't even a hint of arrogance as she spoke, and to top that, the smile on her face was ever so amiable.

Yuliana was willing

was the first lady of the Emerson Corporation, so naturally, no good would come by if he were to offend someone like her. Besides, if the Fuller and Emerson families were to unite by the bonds of marriage, then he, a mere nobody, would be the

pulled up at their first destination, Elaine climbed into

from her sister. On top of meticulously planning out how she would behave around different people, she never half-assed her fagades. In fact, she was always very

the trouble, Cole," she apologized to Cole

response as he concentrated on

Elaine took out a document from her bag and handed it to Yuliana. She pointed at the folder with the report, hinting Yuliana to switch out the

just remembered something important. "Cole, I forgot I had something I

that, Cole asked with confusion, "Miss Yuliana, weren't you going

she dismissed with a wave of her

the norm, Cole still did as he was

face as she watched Cole drive

finally dared voice her thoughts. 'She's really no different

from earlier..." Yuliana replied, still flustered

it what you

but smile with content. "Charlotte Emerson, to think you're using your daughter as an opening to make

confirmation from her private investigators that Sheryl Emerson was, in fact, Charlotte's daughter.

the time when