Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte stared at him for a few seconds before she laughed out loud.

This laughter successfully aroused Shane's curiosity.

"Who sent that to you?"

Shane asked casually as he crossed his arms over his chest and crossed his long legs too.

"It was Mr. Gibson who sent it to me. I didn't think everyone would find out so quickly."

Charlotte said directly without thinking. After sensing that the atmosphere was a little strange, she immediately explained, "About you being at this auction. After all, you're the CEO of Fuller Group. As you can imagine, the media exposure is unprecedented, so it's not surprising that most people know about it."

Charlotte laughed awkwardly. In the end, she shifted her gaze outside the window and weakly moved toward the seat beside her. She tried her best to stay close to the car door to prevent herself from being caught in the crossfire.

Shane's mouth twitched as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't question her further.

As soon as he thought of the text message, Shane's gaze became colder.

No one knew Christopher better than him. He was never a person who cared about what happened in the outside world. But this time...

The atmosphere inside the car was strange and silent. Charlotte couldn't help swallowing. She was constantly receiving messages on her phone.

After Charlotte carefully clicked one open, she suddenly started acting as if she had been specially pardoned and said to Shane, "Mr. Fuller, since we won the auction this time, and Anne asked me out to celebrate, could I get the rest of the day off?"

"Fine."

Shane nodded his head in agreement. Before Charlotte could feel happy, she heard his next words and could no longer feel happy.

"I'll go with you."

"There's no need for that. Actually, I..." Charlotte wanted to argue, waving her hands in a panic.

She realized that what Shane just said was obviously an order, with no intention to discuss this with her at all, she could only vent her anger by leaning her face against the car window. She racked her brain to come up with how she was going to explain to Anne later.

Mr. Fuller had

feel like I'm being a little

at the destination, Charlotte was wondering whether she should get off the car when she found that the man sitting next to

"What a coincidence."

rang out,

seem

of surprise in Charlotte's eyes.

a neutral look before saying coldly,

"Alright."

no choice but

happen with these two

What was the point of

the reserved room, Shane stood at the door and didn't seem to have any intention of entering. Charlotte merely lowered her head and didn't give voice to her confusion. Braden looked at

are you here so

took a step forward and immediately placed his hand on Anne's shoulder. He smiled smugly at Charlotte, who was

and said to the person in his arms, "Don't worry, Shane is a VIP here. Every year, he spends at least 100 million dollars here. It

had no choice but to nod in the

and went straight to a room about three times bigger than the one before. Then he chose a seat randomly and

sit by Shane's side deliberately. She chose a seat opposite him, which was also the furthest seat from him. She couldn't help but mumble internally, "The four of us don't need

ambience is good."

and broke out in a cold sweat. Were her thoughts

choice, Braden

Braden's resentful gaze was on

tell me that this

were not paying attention, Charlotte

he was coming. I didn't even

and finally focused her gaze

of why

"Congratulations, Ms. Emerson!"