Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

They discussed most of the details throughout the meal. Braden had a feeling he was more concerned for this matter than Shane.

It was Shane's wedding but Braden spent more time and effort on this than his own.

This was so messed up.

It was already eleven o'clock when they finished.

"Why don't I send you home?" Braden turned to the man beside him.

"I'm going to the company."

"Are you kidding me? You're dragging me to work at this hour?"

"Drive me there and you can go home. Give me a text if Charlotte's home."

Braden was stunned. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Do you have to do that? That's Rick's house, they can do anything behind the curtains. You can't control hormones, can you?" Shane glared at him coldly.

Braden squirmed uneasily, then added boldly, "I don't care what you think. You can be with whoever you like but we have to win Christopher in the bidding this time."

"Yes."

"So? I'll send you back to the company?" Braden gritted his teeth and asked, "You'll just sleep in the office. Why don't you go home since you have nothing to do?"

"It's too cold."

Braden was startled by his answer. He felt sad for him and stopped probing further.

It wasn't his place to ask about their relationship either. Besides, it seemed Shane sincerely wanted to marry Tiffany...

Maybe he no longer cared about Charlotte.

After the new year, the contract with Avery has officially started.

Charlotte was completely buried by work. From time to time, she had to go on business trips so Anne and Braden will help babysit Sheryl.

Braden liked to bring the kid to her father's company whenever it was his turn to babysit.

Needless to say, Sheryl was also quite willing to go.

As long as no one told Charlotte, she wouldn't know.

It was a little past four o'clock in the afternoon, she finally had time to order some takeout.

Avery took out a bottle of toner and handed it to her when he noticed how hard she was working. "Look at yourself. You don't even have the time to eat. I'm sure you don't have the time for skincare. Take this, don't embarrass me in the meeting later."

"Thank you." Charlotte didn't think of this.

Her face had indeed slimmed down a little.

Avery rubbed his temples and rolled his eyes, "As a woman, can you take better care of yourself?"

Charlotte was speechless.

The both of them stayed up late but Avery was in much better shape than her.

Life was so unfair.

was relatively simple. After it was over, Charlotte still had a few hours to

was packing her stuff, Avery stopped her. "I heard you used to work at the NC company. I

Gossip?

She felt helpless.

in anything about the NC company. However, Avery has a mind of his own and he continued to tell

NC Company had a

about computer chips and Al as well as

require a huge amount of money,

funds and the team will research on the plans and

the company as for who was in charg of this

of this happening between competing

this, Charlotte's heart tightened. "What if Shane can't

right to speak on the project. But it's pointless anyway, Shane won't be able to get

smiled bitterly

to ask Avery if there was any way

I went to the same school. I have quite the

She was silent.

if there was any

you know?" she

said, "Woman, your thoughts are

she that obvious?

her face. "Your face is saying, 'I'm worried about Shane. What

not!" Lottie immediately

me, I can help you, but you

kind of a

want to work with

The manicurist...

a charity event on Rick's behalf. It was about immigrant manicurists who were oppressed and taken advantage

flight as you.

"What?"

at this moment that Charlotte came

wanted to say 'no' to Avery's offer but he had already gone to book

Forget it.

that she

Back at River City.

details and personally going to monitor the

flash, five or six

looking over the final details when Braden and Anne came

to meet me?" Charlotte asked

you to

I go? That has nothing to do

cried and begged at his front door for half

didn't know what to

He only helped Shane for your

and slammed the files on

Avery Hart...

he have worms

he