Braden put his mobile phone away and returned to Anne's side. He reached out to shield his eyes from the bright sunlight and squinted. "Honey, we may need to go back early." "Alright. By the way, have you called Shane?"

"Well..." Braden suddenly remembered that he had asked everyone except the other party. "I'll ask him now."

Shane didn't answer his phone. It was 9 o'clock in the morning, which should be around 8:30 in the morning back there. Shane should have woken up.

After several calls, someone finally picked up the phone.

"Speak." Shane's voice was hoarse, his tone impatient.

"What the hell is going on? Christopher called me out of nowhere and said he won't be taking me as an enemy."

"He withdrew his shares. He apparently returned 5% of his original shares to me."

"What? So you two turned against each other?"

"Ha."

"Stop sneering. What has actually happened?"

"5% of the original shares." Shane's voice was flat as if he was narrating a story that had nothing to do with him.

Braden shuddered violently.

Christopher used to have 12% of shares. Why was there only 5% left now?

"Who did he sell his shares to?"

"And when did he sell it?" Braden thought.

Braden rubbed his temples. "Did he plan this beforehand, or did it happen out of the blue?"

"I don't know."

"Cough, brother, I'm asking this on behalf of my wife. You and Char-"

Before Braden was able to say". He had already hung up the phone. He wanted to ask if he needed to return to the country, but the question was stuck in his throat.

He put away his phone awkwardly and said, "I don't think Shane needs us. We're not going back."

"Did he say anything about Lottie?" Anne asked, curious.

'I didn't even finish mentioning the word

"Charlotte" before he hung up."

"That's great."

Braden was speechless.

wife was happy for her brother-in-law, but couldn't she just leave some space for his many years

want to be stuck

the other hand,

brother could win over Charlotte instead. After a whole day of playing, Sheryl was

already

three people were

her, Rick would turn his head to glance at her from time to time. After being stared at so many times, Charlotte couldn't help but ask, "Rick, is there

"Beauty."

head in silence.

should have told you before that I like

helped her in front of so many people, would bring up such a question in private. She nodded her head slightly. Rick opened the dashboard, took out a scarf, and handed

thought of you as a

the

took it with hesitation, only to see a line of words carved on it - Always and

Always and forever.

that no matter what happened between you and me

give me an answer. If I really wanted to hijack you with my liking for you, I

be pressured. I like you. You have the right to know, but you also have the right to readjust the

you understand my feelings thoroughly, you can stay away from me and reject me. However, you don't have the right to stop me

young and liked to deal with

meaningless and dubious game with Charlotte, he preferred to make

he would not change his

She raised her gaze to his and asked seriously, "Compared to these things, what I care more about is the reason why you like me." "Because you are being yourself,"

took a deep breath

honesty. But currently, I am not considering it. There's a person I like.

this answer,

atmosphere, "Of course, I won't be that foolish to ruin our friendship of so many

Always and forever.

have to be lovers."

the wrong person. By the way, about the company..." .." Rick changed

in

entered the house with Sheryl in her arms, and

as Anne heard them, she immediately ran from the living room to the door, but she was too late. Charlotte had

questions and asked her brother, who didn't seem to be very

there's someone

be that person instead. I still have a video

hung his suit on the hanger at

Rick better than

more relaxed he looked, the more fearful he

since he was young. If his expressions changed at the slightest things,

thing for managing a company was boldness and

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