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

is Christopher here?"

her head and looked for Peter in the crowd. Suddenly, she felt a warmth on her arm. She turned sideways and was shocked to see the person

Peter

wore fancy glasses, very hipster clothes.

are you

for our new shipping project, but I didn't expect them to stop

wore more casual clothes and looked like gangsters. They were

all. She grabbed Peter's hand

beautiful, you can't come in here whenever you want and bring

pointed at her and Peter, and several bodyguards

pushed Zoe behind him, but his

a diligent regular person whose life's work was to develop web security. He did not want

away and took out the VIP card that Shane had given her.

yellow-haired man was stunned. "Are

"What of it?"

pointed to Peter. "Our boss said that Mr. Fuller

make trouble for Peter because they knew that Shane was not

attention to him. She just took out her phone from her pocket, dialed

Cole," was all Shane

on a vacation

that he would bring people

found seats

Watson, the host of the party seems to have been looking at you this whole time." After Peter

of

"Yes, it's that person."

pointed, only to find

"An old acquaintance."

that his name is Christopher Gibson, and I also know that you

why didn't you just

see your reaction. From his gaze, I can conclude that you both have a history. But by looking

gossip, and she didn't like men who

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

pulled

my love

was not taken aback.

about dating someone, let alone falling in love with a man who was younger than

know you must have very high requirements for your other half. I will

it was impossible to change the

Soon.

only brought some people with him as he

his group saw Cole, they

at them coldly. She hated those who bullied the weak but feared the strong

absent-mindedly glanced in Christopher's

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