Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte couldn't be stoic in front of Shane. Before him, she couldn't help but be affected...

Charlotte clutched the corner of her top and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Are you sure?"

"I..."

"There's no rush."

Shane lay down on the beach chair next to her, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

Charlotte swept a look over his face from the corner of her eye before she withdrew her gaze. She closed her eyes and faced the sunlight.

It was his duty to help her.

Charlotte had not yet mulled over these words carefully. What she cared about was the hidden meaning behind these words. Would she accept it or not?

Since she returned home, she had not made it clear who had helped her. Whether it was Shane or Rick, she was still a subordinate. In other words, they all shared similar interests, and it could not be determined who had helped whom.

When she was working with them, she had never thought about using their connections to deal with Elaine and regain the Emerson Corporation.

But this matter with Sheryl made her feel anxious.

The best way to prevent others from hurting her was to take the initiative to attack.

That was what Charlotte was thinking in her mind.

River City.

In a noisy bar.

Zoe finally arrived at the bar after moving through the crowds of people. She took out Shane's VIP card and said, "I am Zoe Watson. Where is Peter Brown?"

"He's in a private room, number 713." The bartender answered respectfully, "Mr. Fuller's honored guest, let me take you there."

"No, I'll go by myself. If there is a disturbance later, please call the police immediately."

"Okay, we are very professional in this aspect."

Zoe put away the VIP card and walked to the private room numbered 713.

This bar was called Bacchanalia. Shane had invested in it before, and now it made average profits. After all, the higher-ups had already said that it was understandable that the bar's business would not be good during these special times.

Room 713 was in a secluded corner. It could accommodate about 30 people. It was a private room only for VIPs.

Peter hadn't explained the situation to her and only told her to go to Room 713 to save him.

Zoe reached out and pushed the door open.

There were many people there.

found Christopher sitting conspicuously in a single glance, she was slightly

Christopher

a warmth on her arm. She turned sideways and was shocked to see the person

is this Peter

glasses, very hipster clothes. His

are you dressed

to make a deal for our new shipping project, but I didn't expect them to stop me from leaving."

wore more casual clothes and looked like

all. She grabbed Peter's hand and was going to take him

want and bring someone out. Who do you

at her and Peter,

behind him, but his arms and

security. He did not want

away and took out the VIP card that Shane had given her. "Can't I take

stunned. "Are you

"What of it?"

case, you may go, but this fellow can't." The yellow-haired man pointed to Peter.

because they knew that Shane was

took out her phone from her pocket, dialed

for Cole," was all Shane

was on a vacation abroad, Cole had volunteered to

bring people here soon. In this way, Zoe

them found seats and sat

to have been looking at you this whole time." After Peter sat down, he had

host of the

"Yes, it's that person."

pointed, only to find that it was

"An old acquaintance."

that his name is Christopher Gibson, and I also know that you used to be their assistant."

you just say

conclude that you both have a history. But by looking at

she didn't like men who gossiped. She frowned and

gently held her arm and said, "If you don't have a history with him, can you have a history with

immediately pulled her

confessing my love for

aback. She

let alone falling in love with a man

showed a cute smile. "I know you must have very high

matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to change

Soon.

with

Hair and his group saw Cole, they became

who bullied the weak but

she left, she absent-mindedly glanced in Christopher's

looked very gloomy and was not as energetic as before. He drank cups of wine one after another. It seemed that