Therefore, it was best for her to finish all the food.

However, how was she supposed to finish this 'free breakfast' all by herself, when it was equal to her entire day's meals?

Charlotte's pale, agile fingertips tapped on the bags and finally landed on a bag where half of the bread inside had fallen out. She started eating as slowly as a snail.

Half an hour passed.

She couldn't finish the food.

It was impossible to finish it.

Looking at the breakfast, Charlotte felt pressured.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." She wiped her lips.

The first thing Christopher saw when he pushed open the door was the mountain of food piled up in front of Charlotte. He smiled in surprise, "That's a lot, can you finish all of it?" Charlotte sighed. "Even you know that I can't finish it, but a certain someone thinks that I can. Since you're already here, I'll have to ask you for help."

A certain someone?

Is it Shane?

A complex expression flashed through Christopher's eyes.

"What nice timing! I haven't had breakfast yet." He walked to the table and sat down.

"That's great, eat as much as you like, it doesn't matter if you finish all of it."

She was too in need of help.

At the same time.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Someone else was knocking on the door.

"Who is it this time?" Charlotte thought.

Charlotte was a little nervous. It couldn't be Shane coming to check if she had finished eating, right?

The door opened.

It was Zoe, who was smiling politely.

Charlotte let out a breath she was holding.

When Zoe entered the door, she saw Christopher and Charlotte sitting side by side, eating together. She was slightly stunned, and the fist by her side tightened unknowingly. "Mr Gibson."

"Go on, don't worry about me." Christopher waved, smiling gently.

His breezy smile was like a feather, scratching lightly at Zoe's heart.

She lowered her head and handed the document over to Charlotte. "The CEO asked me to hand this to you. It's the future plan for the design department. Also, he asked me to come and see if you've finished eating breakfast."

"Zoe, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Not yet." When did she even have the time for breakfast?

"Very well."

with a bright smile. She went behind Zoe, nudged her

Zoe:

was going

at Christopher, who was

just gave her a

moved to

The document Zoe gave her was a pending version, which was usually handed over

did it get sent to

no obvious problems with these, including the newcomer training and

long time of going through

the document and massaged

and stuffed it into her mouth, finding that it was the last item among the pile of

them had finally finished the

In the afternoon.

returned the document to the design

she decided to head back home. When she passed by a hotel next to the company, she saw a familiar

That car...

stopped subconsciously in

opened to Cole wearing a

out of the car and opened the back seat door, and out stepped an extremely handsome

other side of the car, a woman in

held the man's arm naturally, the two looking

hotel. For some reason, her heart was heavy with

man was familiar to

But that woman...

and took a

"Go home." She thought.

about things that

In the magnificent hotel.

dress with an enchanting figure loosened her hand wrapped around the

a

sister, I wanted

all in the past." Shane

woman smiled awkwardly. "I understand, Shane. Thank you for still being willing

"Cole."

"Yes, sir."

left the hotel,

"Mr Fuller, what

too much about

"But your reputation..."

owe Heidi a

Cole:...

Fuller had never moved on

"What

a candle that was

trace of exhaustion appeared on his

Cole stopped asking immediately.

lying on the bed,

was heavy

door opening followed by the stream of

"Are you asleep?"

her ear was hoarse with a hint of

'Tim asleep!" Charlotte thought.

and she didn't move

to the lack of response, Shane

she managed to fall asleep. Anyway, Shane was already gone by the time she

night, which made her heart tingle for a long time,

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