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 sas 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 beca veritable workaholic. As she looked at the information in a daze, she wondered how she, a particularly lazy person, had becmore 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 cout with his coffee cup.

The two looked into each other's eyes, but Charlotte looked away with sembarrassment, "Do you want scoffee too? Letmake 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 sreason, 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.

From the way she spoke, it sounded like the call was from Peter.

"What? Are you saying that the Stevens family only went abroad a few years ago?" Charlotte raised her voice an octave higher. "Then why did they leave River City? Why does no one know about this?" The Stevens family had stayed in River City? Peter lowered his head and scanned through his files. He bit his lip and said, "Ms. Emerson, I don't know either, but now I can conclude that the Stevens family and the Jane family have a marriage pact. It's a mess in the country now." "What's going on at NC Company now?" "Um, I don't think you need to worry about NC Company. It's only that Tiffany's current whereabouts are unknown. That very likely has something to do with Christopher. I'm still investigating, but I may need to wait for Mr. Hart to cback." "Thank you for your hard work." The call ended.

Charlotte returned to the kitchen counter with sanxiety. She propped up her head and leaned against the cabinet. As she watched the handsand carefree man in front of her, she suddenly envied him very much.

"I want to be like you, able to see through everything at a glance." "I can't see through everything." "You can. You and Rick have figured out each other's thoughts." Rick? || Shane looked at the coffee and said in a cool and gentle voice, "I'm just familiar with him." "Familiar? But you haven't met each other before." "He knowsbecause sof his people have investigated me. From my habits, he can infer my possible reactions. It's the swith my past." "So that's to say that you don't know each other. You're just players in the sgame, right?" Charlotte could not accept this statement. After all, in her mind, these two people were very powerful. They were powerful not simply because they were rich. However, Shane's words clearly showed that he and Rick were the same-they were just rich.

"That's right." "I don't believe it. You're both obviously very smart." "Problems that can be solved with money are not problems. Even problems that cannot be solved with money can be solved when you have money." Charlotte pursed her lips.

Shane put down the coffee mug and said, "Has your opinion ofbeen ruined?" Charlotte thought about it and nodded her head.

"In your mind, Rick and I are very capable?" "Not just you guys, Avery is also very capable." "Are you capable?" Shane asked calmly.

This.

Charlotte shook her head.

"But you now know Kendall very well, as well as the Stevens and the Emersons. After you take control of the company, the sources you obtained too. In other words, the difference between us both is the accumulation of knowledge." "Money can solve everything?" Charlotte still couldn't accept this logic.

"Yes." Shane returned to the study with his coffee in hand.

Charlotte sat alone in the kitchen and stared at her phone in a daze.

She thought about it for a while. Shane's words made sense, but seemed to ignore one prerequisite.

In River City, there were a lot of rich 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 a living.

However, she could not completely deny that money was useless.

In the face of a problem that couldn't be solved, the best solution was to think about it later. Charlotte decided to deal with her work first.

However, as soon as she sat down in front of the computer, she saw a notification that she had a new email. It was from Peter. She clicked it open and was instantly stunned. The coffee cup slipped from her fingertips.

Clatter! The coffee cup shattered and the coffee spilled all over the computer, but she did not care about it. She continued to stare at the dark screen.

When Shane heard the sound, he rushed out of the study. He only saw her dumbfounded when he arrived at the living room.

"What's going on?" Charlotte still did not react to Shane's questioning.

It was a coincidence.

What a coincidence.

Early in the morning.

Avery's plane landed.

The air in River City was as fresh as ever. Maybe it was because there? were so many fields at the airport. The smell of grass filled his nostrils. In the distance, car lights flashed, and a woman in a black business suit was leaning against the door.

Avery rubbed his red eyes and smiled charmingly, "Why did she ask you to pickup?" "I don't know." The woman cover.

"Zoe, is Charlotte at home, or is she at the office?" "She's at home, with Shane." Zoe handed a document to him as she answered.

Avery took the document and handed her his own. The two of them both worked while at the desolate airport.

The flickering lights in the distance were just enough to let them read the words clearly.

"It's more or less the sas what I've found." "Alright, you can verify the rest with Ms. Emerson tomorrow. She has something very important to tell you in person."

"Really? But if it's so important, can she wait another night? It's really nerve-wracking. Is it a surprise?" Επ Avery said with a gentle smile. Zoe admired his smile. She thought that she couldn't smile in such a flirtatious way.

"Can I buy you a cup of coffee?" "No, but do you needto drive you anywhere?" "No, it's fine as long as you get the documents. I have a car at the airport." Zoe nodded and turned to sit in the car.

Avery watched her drive away. He touched the corner of his mouth with his long fingers, but the look in his eyes was a little cold.

Based on Charlotte's character, she would definitely be impatient to share the information with hing. This was also what she did, so she asked Zoe to meet him at the airport as soon as he arrived. So, what could have happened to make her change her and keep something from him? Who was involved? In a car already far away from the airport.

As Peter handled the steering wheel, he glanced at Zoe's face. He could tell that Zoe was in a low mood, so he held her hand.

Zoe cto her senses and reproached coldly, "Keep your hands on the wheel." "I'm driving safely." Peter looked at the road again. "Do you understand what Ms. Emerson and I did?" RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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