Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"We'll talk about it later." Shane didn't give a definite answer.

Charlotte didn't mention it again.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Home? I still haven't finished my work."

"That sounds perfect."

That Saturday afternoon and night were the same as the countless days in the past. Apart from reading files, Charlotte also went through learning materials.

After Charlotte took off her dress and put on her pajamas, she became a veritable workaholic. As she looked at the information in a daze, she wondered how she, a particularly lazy person, had become more and more of a workaholic.

Perhaps it was because Shane was a workaholic.

Whenever she saw him, he was working. He was either reading files, attending a meeting, or socializing with clients.

By eight o'clock in the evening, Charlotte couldn't help yawning. She dragged herself to the kitchen to make coffee. Shane also came out with his coffee cup.

The two looked into each other's eyes, but Charlotte looked away with some embarrassment, "Do you want some coffee too? Let me make you some."

"Thanks." He put the coffee cup on the table. "I noticed that you are investigating the Stevens family."

"Yes, but a lot of information is too hard to obtain, so I went to see Avery. He went abroad to search for information today, and I will go see him when he comes back the day after tomorrow." "Let's go together?"

"Sure, if you have time. Avery didn't sound very happy. It seems that he has a conflict with the Stevens family. Do you know about this?"

Shane shook his head. He did not know Avery very well.

Charlotte picked up the coffee pot and poured the coffee into Shane's cup. The coffee was steaming, and the air warmed a little.

"I never heard him saying anything about it before. I'll ask him about it when he comes back."

"Alright." Shane picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip, but he did not leave.

For some reason, Charlotte was rather fond of the current atmosphere. She did not bring the coffee away with her. Instead, she sat in front of him and looked at him with her head propped up. She really had to admit that he was really good-looking and he was just her type.

Shane could sense that she was looking at him. He didn't say a word, but allowed her to do so.

Until Charlotte's phone rang.

Shane lifted his head and glanced at her.

She looked away and put on a charming smile. "Sorry, I need to take this."

Shane watched her duck into a corner to answer the phone.

spoke, it sounded like the call was

her voice an octave higher. "Then why did

through his files. He bit his lip and said, "Ms. Emerson, I don't know either, but now

Company now?" "Um, I don't

current whereabouts are unknown. That very likely has something to do with Christopher. I'm still investigating, but I

The call ended.

kitchen counter with some anxiety. She propped up her head and leaned against the cabinet. As she watched

want to be like you, able to see

can't see through

have figured out each other's thoughts."

"

said in a cool and gentle voice, "I'm

haven't met each other

me. From my habits, he can infer my possible reactions. It's

that's to say that you don't know each other.

powerful not simply because they were rich.

"That's right."

You're both obviously very

cannot be solved with money can be solved when you have money." Charlotte

down the coffee mug and said, "Has your opinion of

it and nodded her

Rick and I

you guys, Avery

you capable?" Shane asked

This.

Charlotte shook her head.

and the Emersons. After you take control of the company, the sources you obtained too. In other words, the difference between us

everything?" Charlotte

"Yes."

returned to the study with

and stared at

a while. Shane's words made sense, but seemed

kids like Rick. But there were playboys, layabouts, and people like Kendall who didn't need to rely on their brains but their tricks to make

she could not completely deny that

problem that couldn't be solved,

to deal with her

the computer, she saw a notification that she had a new email. It was

Clatter!

cup shattered and the coffee spilled all over the computer, but she did not care about

out of the study. He only saw her dumbfounded when he

"What's going on?"

did not react