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.

But because the bags and packages

in front of her, taking the

could even react, Shane had already taken out his pen to solve all the problems that

was so familiar with it that it

you are the busiest, how many documents do you have to deal with?" Charlotte opened the package as

much." He paused.

Thirty.

not even the biggest number

was roughly ten to thirty minutes. And she hadn't even included the time she spent checking

processing time of 30 documents should be

day?"

finished reading a document for her and put it back in

piece of cake into her mouth. As if realizing something all of a sudden, she shot up her

"No."

want you to swear that

"I swear."

smiled and nodded.

Those long fingers

that Peter was his

also knew that, he

was his man.

to admit that this person was a gift he gave to her and not a kind of monitor. She grew faster than

her all

his heart. Even the way he looked at her revealed a hint

was a little

been a more suitable advisor for her before

might not have even known the impact of shipping

that you were trying your best to protect everyone. It's just that, have you ever

"So?

away from him, not because of jealousy, but because you were concerned

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

be so blunt and straightforward, as if

Forget it.

science was science

and said, "Yes, that's what

underestimated my strategies

wide eyes. She felt that his words contained a lot of

rang. An important customer from

conversation on the phone as he took a pen and wrote seven words on Charlotte's memo: There

words as she let her

be many more years

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

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

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