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.

out a sigh of relief. Her gaze landed on Shane. He was

looked away and hurriedly said, "I'm going to go back to rest." Then she ran

Damn it.

even get herself to talk to him, let

the room, Charlotte doublechecked the data that she would be using tomorrow. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it,

her senses

down to the seventh

message was from

know why she had the courage to send such

she received

reply

lost with a hint of

stood up and tidied up her clothes before placing her phone

one can function

didn't reply for the rest of her life,

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

my

Charlotte was dumbfounded.

time, or was

and looked at her reflection

earlier, I shouldn't have asked him about

her to get out of this situation. It was

room, Shane had already left,

had struck her with a stick. Shane had

to be in a good mood." Christopher lifted his cup

Mr Gibson. Don't

don't have to call me Mr Gibson

by his

will bring you around this place before heading back. You should let yourself go

you for taking care

"Don't mind it."

to go with him to a small bar

too much of a

more relaxed than she ever had been

thought of buying a drink when she was thirsty, he was already handing her a

was halfway through the show, Shane rang her up and called her back to double-check her data. Christopher politely watched her leave and continued staying in the bar

to Shane's room and knocked on his

Soon, the door opened.

in front of the door. He wore a white T-shirt and a

and you must be able to tell me

replied and immediately went

An hour later.

the face of such high-intensity work, Charlotte was so

in checking the data, she wanted to go to bed very badly, let alone memorize the file

when facing Shane's assessment,

expression darkened, and the

please give me another ten minutes. I'll try for the last

you still can't do it this