Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Soon, it was the day of the charity event.

Because of some matters, Rick had to arrive a little later.

Charlotte walked into the hotel alone and was brought into the main hall by an usher.

The place was similar to a movie or concert hall. In the center there were five or six huge screens, which made it convenient for people to see what was going on in the middle of the venue from any angle. The seating were sofas. They were accompanied by small tea tables with iPads on them. It was very convenient to call waiters from outside, or to buy snacks and drinks.

On it were the words: All additional proceeds will be included in the funds for this charity event.

Charlotte ordered fish and chips and a glass of soda water. The food came very quickly, arriving in less than five minutes. The ingredients were very fresh.

Soon.

The party began.

Rick hadn't arrived yet, but Charlotte did not feel stressed about it. In any case, she had just come because of formalities. Once the Jane Corporation gave the check to the host it would be done. Because of the great influence of the Jane family, they were arranged toward the beginning of the ceremony. Charlotte handed a check of 300,000 dollars to the host.

This was a hard and fast rule made by the organizer. The donation couldn't be less than 50,000 dollars or more than 300,000 dollars.

Charlotte left the stage, but someone stopped her.

The lights were dim, so no one else could see this alcove.

She looked at the woman wearing a champagne- colored dress with a calm expression. "Miss Allen, what can I do for you?"

"You used someone else's child to bind Shane to you. Don't you think you're a bit too much? He's going to marry me soon, but he has to raise your child for you." Tiffany raised her chin and looked haughtily down at her. "I won't let you ruin my life."

"How do you know that the child is not Shane's?" Charlotte retorted.

She hated being provoked.

Tiffany's face changed suddenly. "You! It's impossible!"

"You can continue to fight for the life you want, but there is no need for you to be arrogant here. Mrs. Fuller Senior likes Sheryl. This has nothing to do with Shane."

"Humph, you dare to say it's not your trickery?" Tiffany grabbed her arm hard.

"Trickery?" Charlotte thought.

If she had wanted to use Sheryl to bind Shane to her...

She would have done it when they had had their divorce.

Charlotte shook off Tiffany's hand and was not bothered to say anything more.

Tiffany watched her leave, but her lips curled up. "Charlotte Emerson, I've already prepared a 'surprise' for you. Enjoy it."

Back at her seat.

her fish and

After all, it was about time

out her phone, she found that it was

it

"Come outside."

were only two simple

frowned. "What's

something to tell you. Come to the second floor immediately. I'll wait

Shane was here too?

reason, his tone made

that this was not

Charlotte hesitated.

and he was

end, she still decided to go

to go back downstairs, a man suddenly grabbed her on the

could have been a psychedelic drug, or maybe she had been strangled into unconsciousness.

woke up again, she was

clothes were immaculate, but in front of her was a man taking off his

looking, she used

quietly took an

The man's figure was not bad, and he was not ugly. He didn't look too old either, more like

looked at

good skills. It's not the first time

her, Charlotte raised her hand and smashed the ashtray

immediately threw herself toward the candle on the wall. She didn't care if her hands hurt or not. She protected the flame and threw it on the sheets.

Charlotte leaned against the wall and gasped for air. The man seemed to have given her something before. Her vision was blurred, her hearing

she wanted to

had to use her

burn the place like this?" The man held his head and gnashed his

by step. Suddenly, she took off her clothes

coat caught on the fire and landed on

he reached out his hand and

arm. The man's trousers were burned, but he continued to walk

at

Forget it.

would

took a deep breath and covered the wound on her arm. She stumbled to

kill you! B*tch, damned woman, don't run if you have the balls. You actually messed

herself out

her phone and made a call