Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

The next day, Charlotte arrived at the company early in the morning. Before she even sat down, she was informed an emergency meeting was to be held. "Why do you think there's a meeting so early in the morning? Can't they let us have a good rest?"

Quincy complained to her colleague irritatedly. She deliberately nudged Charlotte with her elbow when she walked past her.

"Ah! I'm sorry, it was an accident."

Quincy covered the corner of her mouth with her hand and looked surprised. She sneered at Charlotte's coffee-stained clothes and left.

"Are you all right? Do you need to ask Director Emerson for a leave to go home and change your clothes?"

Her colleague, who was trembling with fear, suddenly felt a sense of pity for Charlotte.

"I'm fine. Let's go."

Charlotte watched coldly as Quincy left. She simply used a paper towel to dry her clothes.

Fortunately, she was wearing a black pantsuit, so nobody could see the stain on her clothes without looking carefully.

"Lottie, sit over here."

Elaine saw the white stain on Charlotte's clothes as she walked over, she couldn't help but chuckle. "The Emerson Corporation might not be as big as the Fuller Group. But it's still a pioneer enterprise. As its chief designer, you'd manage to mess yourself up this way."

Charlotte just glanced at her coldly. She casually chose a seat far away from Elaine and sat down.

Elaine rolled her eyes and forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart. However, she remained a poker face.

"Since everyone is here, I'll make the announcement now." Elaine purposely paused for a few seconds. Her gaze swept across the faces of the staff from the Department of Design and finally landed on Charlotte. She continued, "I'm sure everyone knows about the famous Mr. Mrit?"

"Of course we've heard of him. He is the talk of the design world. I've also heard that he's here to find the perfect design."

Quincy explained arrogantly as if to show off her intelligence.

"Yes, that's him. Now the Emerson

Corporation needs a design on the frontlines. You will have one day to work on it. Who is willing to take on this task?"

Elaine glanced at everyone calmly, shaking her right leg, as if she was waiting for an answer.

There was a dead silence in the room, even Quincy, who was eager to flaunt her expertise just now, shut up.

Elaine turned to look at Charlotte who was opposite her and pretended to be

course, it wouldn't be a problem. How can people who

as Quincy finished her words, she

I'm not wrong, your major is design in college, right? But now, you're saying you know nothing about it. Does the Emerson

Quincy swallow back her words and a hint of embarrassment flashed through her

all, she was the one that brought Quincy into

willing to accept it,

she was interrupted by Charlotte, who

do it?" Charlotte glanced at Quincy, who looked uncomfortable, and continued, "I don't want to be ridiculed by others and I won't force myself to do

"Alright."

of her mouth quirked up into a faint smile. She walked towards Charlotte's

"Of course."

her coldly. Then, she stood up and

I'd like to see what she

it

group of people in

she immediately isolated herself from the rest of the

just ignored it and continued

phone

kindly reminded

her? You can mind your own business, don't disturb

"Shut up."

at Quincy with a

"How dare you!"

to shut her mouth obediently under everyone's gaze. She was so furious she stormed to the tea room in exasperation. Time slowly passed, a few eyes kept

to get

"Charlotte, aren't you leaving?"

asked with a puzzled face while

I

as she looked at the designs in

the company left one after

pile of work. She was

I still have to call

stacks of design anxiously and stashed them in her bag. Then she walked out