Shane didn't reply. He lowered his head and fixed his gaze on her small face.

Charlotte rested against him for a while before she managed to pick herself up. Even as she walked, she was still unsteady. She wanted to return to her office to eat something sugary.

But what about Shane?

Charlotte hesitated for a moment and eventually decided to invite Shane. "Shane, do you want to come and take a seat in my office?"

Lets go.

She hung her head low and led the way.

Charlotte's office was stark. It didn't look like a woman's office.

Shane had met quite a lot of female CEOS from different companies. Most of them would decorate their rooms with plants, and some would even put up photo frames.

There were no decorations on Charlotte's desk. Only a pen, notebook, a computer, and a hand cream next to the mouse could be seen.

The design style was more of a cold color scheme.

Shane didn't know why but he thought that the office looked a little familiar. His lips curled into a slight smile when he saw the color combination of the bookshelf. "Does Ms. Emerson have the habit of replicating other people's office design style?" "This was an accident." She poured him a cup of coffee and said, "At that time, I was in a hurry to find an office, and the renovation was also in a rush, so I bought a ready-made bookshelf instead."

"Why don't you use Rick's?"

"His office is painted white. That's an unlucky color."

"That's it?"

What else could it be?

Charlotte asked in confusion, "What did you expect?"

Shane took a sip of his coffee, put the cup on the table, and walked out.

Charlotte sat in her seat while eating chocolate. Before she could even react, he had already disappeared.

What did she say to offend him?

After she finished eating the chocolate, Charlotte wiped her hands and prepared to read some documents. But how could one recover from low blood sugar in such a short time? She was feeling dizzier.

Rendered helpless, she put down the documents and leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a trail of fragrance wafted into her nostrils.

Charlotte opened her eyes.

Shane was carrying a lot of bags in his hands. He then placed them all on her desk.

because the bags and packages were not

He sat down in front of her, taking the documents away from

had already taken out his pen to solve all the problems that were

with it that it

you have to deal with?" Charlotte opened

He paused.

Thirty.

not

time she'd used to settle one document. It was roughly ten to thirty

should

day?"

a document for her and put it back in

something all of a

"No."

swear

"I swear."

smiled and nodded. "Thank

long fingers on his knees

Peter was

knew that, he knew

was his man.

would ignore his conscience and abandon his initial thoughts to admit that this person was a gift he gave to her and not a kind of monitor.

because Rick taught her all these when he was with

heart. Even the way he looked at her

was a

should've been a more suitable advisor for her before

I might not have even known the impact of shipping routes

dishearten people sometimes, I know that you were trying your best to protect everyone. It's just that, have you ever thought that the people you wanted to protect

"So?

because he is your best friend, you don't want to say it out loud. You asked me to stay away from him, not because of jealousy, but because you were concerned with my safety. But the more you do that, the more

of cake and pushed it to her. "So, you think that I need you because I wanted to

be so blunt and straightforward, as if he

Forget it.

science was science

admitted and said,

my strategies and your

him with wide eyes. She felt that

exact moment, his phone rang. An important customer from abroad had come to River

and wrote seven words on Charlotte's

at the seven words as she let her mind

actually be many more years to

he wanted to be with her for many years, then why

tore the page out of her memo. The moment when she was about to tear it apart,

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