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.

Shane. He was also

hurriedly said, "I'm going to go

Damn it.

herself to talk to him, let alone break the

tomorrow. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she shut the computer

her senses and picked it

to the

was from

before?" Charlotte didn't know why she had the courage to send such a

received no

reply to

felt faintly lost with

She stood up and tidied up her

can function

of her life, she still had to

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

worth my time to

Charlotte was dumbfounded.

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

at her reflection in the

earlier, I shouldn't have asked him about the

for her to get out of

at the dining room, Shane had already

stick. Shane had asked her to come over for

lifted his cup of coffee and his gaze fell

fine, Mr Gibson. Don't worry about

have to call

him by his name, "I'm

place before heading back. You should let yourself go on a

for

"Don't mind it."

to a small bar in the hotel

too much of

Charlotte felt more relaxed than she ever had been

a drink when she was thirsty, he was already handing

Charlotte feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, when she was halfway through the show, Shane rang her up and called her back to double-check

all the way to Shane's room and knocked

Soon, the door opened.

He wore a

have an hour to check all the data used tomorrow, and you must be able to tell me the location of the data

immediately went

An hour later.

a long time, but in the face of such

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

However, when facing Shane's assessment, she was still making a

going on?" Shane's expression darkened, and

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

you still can't do it