Charlotte left the hotel and sat down at a nearby coffee shop. She looked through her notes again and again as she made some corrections.

Suddenly, a man appeared before her. She thought it was Avery so she didn't even raise her head and said, "I still have to look through some documents. You can go back first, I'll have my friend pick me up." "Is Rick picking you up?"

This voice didn't sound like Avery's.

Charlotte raised her head and was shocked for a moment. "Shane?"

"Let me treat you to dinner tonight. Consider it as a thank you for that day at the bar. Okay?" Shane leaned back against his chair and looked at her.

"We..." Charlotte muttered.

"Although you no longer have feelings for me, I still feel indebted towards you. I will leave you alone after I pay you back."

Charlotte pursed her lips and explained in a low voice, "I didn't do it for you. I just felt it was dangerous for Anne, a girl, to go alone that night."

"However, you've also indirectly helped me by that."

That seemed to be true.

Charlotte immediately froze. She fiddled with her fingers hesitantly as she stared at the table blankly.

"If that's the case, then I wouldn't want to waste your time. You can just tell me what you want to say at dinner now."

"Dinner is not a waste of time."

"You clearly want to help me obtain a seat in the Airline Union. Why do you need to use dinner as an excuse?" Charlotte asked him with confusion.

Shane's thin lips curled and he leaned forward. "Alright. Miss Charlotte, may I have dinner with you?"

Charlotte didn't know what to say.

Did he mean his main purpose was to have dinner with her?

"I'm on a diet. I don't eat dinner." This reason seemed impeccable to Charlotte.

"I'll eat."

Shane's words made Charlotte speechless.

In the end, she helplessly went to a restaurant with him.

It was very quiet. Not another person was in sight.

Charlotte was a little scared, "Shane, why is there no one here? It feels so empty."

"It's mine."

She was at a loss for

also tasted very delicious. Shane did

thought for a moment. Finally, she secretly texted Rick her address and an explanation on what happened. She thought if something were to happen, she would have a way out.

a message

was not

subconsciously before

you afraid that I would already have done what I wanted before he comes?" Shane's lips curled

messing around," She said

the corner of his mouth with a napkin. "Mr. Kent of the Airline Union is a close friend of the president. If you want to deal with him, you'd

Charlotte frowned.

too quickly. She needed some time to think

all the start-up capital and become

want to make him a mere puppet? And you want to get his money?"

"That's right."

from the Airline Union. Secondly, you'd have to get rid of Christopher as the secretary. If you can't achieve the first point, you wouldn't even be able to control his funds. If Christopher is around, you can't get all the official seals even if you have all the money

and he nodded

a lot since they

was put forward his request and she had already planned out her goals. Shane leaned back and his gaze fell on her slender fingers, which were clasped together due to her

for a moment before shaking her head with a bitter smile. "If it were me,

your position and I'm working

stood up.

He was gone.

didn't do anything

she

When she turned around to look at him, he was panting hard with sweat rolling down his

rushed over to hug him tightly. Then, buried herself in

wrapped his arms around her when he noticed the

head. "No, but

"I missed you too."

of them hugged each

there was a car at the corner of the street. She didn't pay attention to it at first, but as Rick drove

It was Shane.

He had just left.

Her phone vibrated and she took it

or going against the

Shane...

was filled

hand and said, "I got a call on my way here. The Italian designer had sent over the wedding dress. Is the date of the

came to her senses and smiled as she said,

hear you say anything. Tell me when you want

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