Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte tidied up her documents and rubbed her stiff shoulders.

Shortly after returning to the company, she had finished preparing the materials for tomorrow's meeting, so she had the whole afternoon to rest.

It was the first time that she had such a comfortable afternoon since she returned home.

Next, she only had to prepare the information and data needed for the reporters within three days. Although she didn't know when Shane would give her the documents, it was good to prepare beforehand. A day later.

Shane asked Cole to send the documents over.

Charlotte looked at the words on it and couldn't help but tremble. As long as this notarization was publicized, she could get the shares of the Emerson Corporation.

That transfer agreement that was torn up by Elaine didn't matter anymore.

He was really helping her out.

Then why did he have to break the contract? Charlotte felt slightly conflicted. She shook her head and forced herself not to think about those matters anymore. Beep! Beep! Beep!

She was pulled back to reality by the ringtone of her mobile phone.

She picked up. "Hello?"

"Cole only said that you've received the documents?"

It was Shane. Charlotte's fingers tightened.

"Yes, that's right."

"It's been 15 minutes since you got the documents."

Charlotte didn't understand what he was implying. After being stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing that he might be waiting for her to thank him.

She lowered her head and her lips couldn't help but quirk up at the corners. "But I haven't finished reading them yet. I was planning to call you after I finish."

"Oh?"

"Thank you." Her voice was very soft.

The phone's end call tone announced that the person on the other side had hung up.

Charlotte looked at her own face reflecting off the pitch-black screen, her fingers burning hot.

Strangely, it was just an ordinary "thank you". Why was she blushing?

Charlotte put down her phone and entered work mode. But after a few hours, Rick sent his special assistant to get her for rehearsal.

the venue of the press

Shane had come to the company and told Rick about this matter, because he

tell Rick about the document, so he

At that moment.

who was in front of her, or Shane,

Rick corrected some parts

your mother's name." Rick's words made Charlotte

even your father is dead. For a woman who is not an Emerson, a late former director of the

say the

was as pale as paper. She silently nodded her head,

simply helping her, but this bloody

life since ten years ago. At that time, she already had no trust in your

you were the one who comes face-to-face with this kind of

whether it was because she was being expectant of his answer, or because of the tears already welled

long fingers to her cheek and muttered to herself, "You

defending Anne against everything Charlotte was

helping to

was willing to become

sorry. I misunderstood what you meant just

right. In the face of capital, you either are a person with a heart controlled by a heartless person or become a ruthless person who has the right to speak up in the circle. But no matter which one it is, it is destined that you only

this idea. "By speaking about heartlessness, what do Anne and I mean to

take the most simple example. If you

This...

he was very gentle to everyone, she could

was who Anne loved the most, although she didn't like

would not hesitate to choose Braden, no matter how the relationship between me and Christopher is, because Christopher doesn't belong to my company anymore." Rick gave the coldest and most rational answer. "If we are

by stepping on the weak? Maybe one day he could

suddenly understand. She raised her

did Rick slowly turn sideways, look at her again as he nodded

scheduled for the early morning

over the most searched hashtags

that the news would spread

gossip would revolve around Charlotte and

At the press conference.

faced hundreds of reporters

only a mass of heads below

kept touching the ice-blue gemstone

Charlotte, what are you trying to achieve by presenting this document at such

the

ask who you got it