Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

After pausing a few seconds, Christopher continued, "However, at the end of the month, they will find that the situation was different from expected. Shane was not serious when he said he wanted to give everyone a C grade. The two choices he gave was to see whether the negotiation team wanted to give up on the worker who gave the wrong data.

Charlotte shivered, goosebumps appearing all over her arms.

In other words.

After this month, some people in the negotiation group would be given a Grade C for taking revenge, while other people who had actually put in effort would still be given a Grade A. The fate of those people who were given a C grade...

She didn't dare to go further from there. Someone like Shane would never allow them to continue working in NC.

"Smart." Shane used only a word to comment on Christopher.

"After all these years, if I don't understand what you're thinking, who else will?" Christopher said with a smile. However, his words did not seem to mean just that.

Shane's thin lips quirked up and his slender fingers landed on the document. He rubbed his fingers against it a few times, "After this project is over, your name will be on it."

"It's fine, I'm alright with just working behind the scenes."

"Are you sure? This is a big project."

"Of course. Shane, we have never fussed over what's yours and what's mine. What's the point of me wanting reputation?" Christopher asked gently.

Shane raised his eyebrows and said, "It's up to you. If you need money, just tell me."

Christopher patted him on the shoulder with a wider smile and said jokingly, "Your generosity is precisely why I like you that much."

Charlotte remained silent the entire time.

Not that she could not catch up with their conversation.

She was thinking whether Shane made this decision for her sake, or was it his initial decision that had incidentally saved her.

She actually wanted to know about the answer.

However, she was embarrassed and did not dare to ask, afraid to upset him again.

"It's still early. Shane, do you want to go for a swim?" Christopher proposed.

"I'm fine with anything."

"Let's go then. Lottie, why don't you come with us?"

"We're going together?" Charlotte thought.

"She, a secretary, swimming with two chairmen?"

Charlotte regained her composure after recovering from the shock. "Mr Gibson, it's not very appropriate for me to swim with you."

"Why is it not? You're already off work."

"I, I'm not feeling well. Go on without me."

Christopher nodded and didn't force her any further.

landed on Shane. He was also looking

"I'm going to go back

Damn it.

to him, let alone break the

Charlotte doublechecked the data that she would be using tomorrow. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she shut the computer down. Just as she was

came back to her senses

down to the seventh

message was

know why she had the courage to send such

she received

didn't reply to

lost with

self-deprecatingly. She stood up and tidied up her clothes

one can function

didn't reply for the rest of her

in front of the elevator, Charlotte felt her phone vibrate. Almost instantly, she picked up her

my time

Charlotte was dumbfounded.

it was not worth his time. Was she not worthy of his time,

the elevator and looked at her reflection

earlier, I shouldn't have asked

difficult for her to get out of this

Shane had

that he had returned to his room, Charlotte felt as if someone had struck her with a stick. Shane had asked her to come over for dinner, but he had left her on her own. He was

Christopher lifted his cup of coffee and

fine, Mr Gibson. Don't worry about

you that you don't have

Charlotte called him by his name,

will bring you around this place before

"Thank you for taking

"Don't mind it."

with him to a small bar in the hotel to watch a

too much

was with him, Charlotte felt more relaxed

thought of buying a drink when she was thirsty, he was

uncomfortable. Fortunately, when she was halfway through the show, Shane rang her up and called her back to double-check her data. Christopher politely watched her leave and

to Shane's room and knocked

Soon, the door opened.

figure stood in front of the door. He wore a white T-shirt and a small black vest, which made him

must

immediately went into

An hour later.

sounded like a long time, but in the face of such high-intensity work, Charlotte was so tired

data, she wanted to go to bed very

However, when facing Shane's assessment,

darkened, and the

another ten minutes. I'll try for the

still can't do it