Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know about this matter. I just got the news today, I..."

As soon as Anne finished speaking, Shane asked coldly.

"You never heard about it?"

Since the Fuller Group had a lot of affairs to handle, it was normal for Zoe to be too busy to bother with outside news. However, as far as he knew, Anne was not a person who isolated herself from the outside world. Now things seemed quite strange to him.

"No, I didn't."

Anne shook her head and immediately said, "I only heard that Mr. Emerson had suddenly gotten sick. He only passed away because of myocardial infarction."

"Shane, please investigate this for me."

Charlotte's weak voice came from where her head was lowered.

"Alright."

Shane said simply. There was no doubt that Shane had heard Charlotte speak.

Cole looked all over the place and finally found his missing superior in the front garden. As he panted, he said, "Mr. Fuller, everyone on the board of directors is here. When do you think we should start?" Charlotte raised her head slightly and swept a glance at the few people standing around her. The corner of her mouth lifted up slowly, but there was still a bitter smile on her face.

"You can go. I'll be fine with Anne here with me. I don't want too many people here."

"Call me if you need anything."

Shane glanced at Charlotte, a little worried. He didn't leave until he received Anne's confirmation.

Charlotte didn't know how long she sat on the chair. When she raised her head, she saw that only a few mourners were left.

"You're still here."

Elaine snorted coldly. She no longer acted as coquettishly as she had before.

"Elaine, don't go too far. We still don't know how Mr. Emerson died. Don't think that you're hiding it very well."

Anne stood in front of Charlotte angrily and blocked Elaine's sight of Charlotte.

It was the first time that she had seen such a shameless woman. Anne hated her so much that she could not help but grit her teeth.

had a heart attack and his brain started bleeding. I didn't tell Lottie because I was following Timothy's wishes from before he died. After all, we have to respect the dead."

"Mrs. Emerson."

respectfully placed his hands on his

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a trace of confusion and confusion in Charlotte's eyes. She was in a good mood as she took the

a few steps, she noticed that no one was following her. With a cold expression, she

"Lottie..."

felt distressed as she watched Charlotte stand up suddenly and unsteadily, she

to this point, I don't

of the way as Charlotte walked to an out-of-the-way room near the reception hall. When she saw Elaine's wicked expression, Anne

not believe that Elaine would be so good as to allow Lottie

think about it, so she

is the private affair of the Emerson family. Please don't get yourself

troublesome, and I'm not afraid to hear about the Emerson family's affairs. This isn't

emphasized the last few words,

particularly strange. Anne unconsciously approached Lottie. Just as she was about to speak, she was stopped by

there was a traffic

said apologetically to the few

will before Charlotte. If I had been the one to read

with a smile, as if she was very

Charlotte and suppressed the surprise he felt in his heart. He said with a neutral expression, "Miss Charlotte, according to Mr. Emerson's will, there are no possessions or stock for you to inherit. Everything belonging to the Emerson family will be

"I don't approve."

not satisfied by this and immediately said, "I could bring out a will and say that all the property belongs to me. But would you believe

be able to recognize

and the latter immediately

wrong, but she couldn't tell what it

smoothly. It was so natural that it made one's hair

as she looked at the words on the paper. She was able to recognize who

is it Mr. Emerson's

Anne asked anxiously.

"Yes, it is."

daughter. According to the law, Lottie should have a portion of the inheritance, right? This will doesn't

for her inheritance, she just wanted Charlotte to have something to remember

hurtful to Charlotte, he