Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies by Sherri Roman

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Chapter 283 Mr. Rumba

In the dead of night, Joe suddenly woke up from his sleep.

He turned on the bedside lamp, and what appeared in his mind was the scene from his dream just now,

Charlotte stood at the door of the Clinton mansion, and smiled at him. “I don’t feel any excitement or

attraction at all.”

Although it was just a simple word, it was like a steel nail piercing into the bone marrow. It seemed that

there was no wound, but it hurt him all the time, oozing out of pain from the bone.

At this moment, the cell phone next to his pillow turned on.

It was a message from Sir Smith. In the photo, he and Ben Anna were smiling happily at the camera.

Joe curled his lips silently, once again regretting his previous

behavior.

If he had been aware of his feelings in time back then, Ben and Anna would have grown up happily by

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his side all the time, right?

He threw the phone on the pillow casually, went to the window, and lit a cigarette.

So, what if she didn’t have feelings for him anymore? As long as

he was still alive, he could try to make her fall in love with him again.

What he did wrong in the past, he was willing to use his rest life to make up for it.

Charlotte didn’t know what Joe was thinking in the middle of the night. At this time, she was carrying a

gift box to the gate of the famous University of Construction in Albania.

This architecture university was once the dream of countless architects, and it has also produced

countless world–renowned architects.

Charlotte’s eyes fell on the gate of the university. On the left side of the gate, a lot of blank spaces were

deliberately set up, and most of them were filled, all of which were classic works left by outstanding

students who had gone out of the university.

Charlotte silently withdrew her gaze; she would definitely leave her own work at the gate one day.

Coming to the door of Rumba’s office familiarly, Charlotte quietly opened the door.

Rumba who was processing the documents, glanced up and found that the person standing at the door

was Charlotte, and snorted coldly.

“I thought you had already forgotten my existence, you actually

remembered to come to see me?” Rumba threw the pen in his hand heavily and gave Charlotte an

angry look.

He had always felt that Charlotte was the most spiritual among all his students, as long as she could

stick to architecture design, she would definitely leave a name in the history of architecture in the

future. But unexpectedly, Charlotte went to start her own company before he had time to teach her all!

Once an architect became a sordid merchant and was tainted with the smell of copper, how could she

continue to design amazing works?

This was the reason why Rumba got angry.

Charlotte also understood what he meant and had to say, “I have to go back to inherit the family

business… Rumba, think about it, if I had money, I could build whatever I want.”

Rumba couldn’t help smiling in anger. “You have a lot of excuses. If nothing you build, I’ll deal with

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you.”

Charlotte quickly nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ve designed the Holiday Resort and it’s already under

preparation.”

“I know, and you even took your senior away.” Rumba glared at her unkindly, “Is Moontide so

shameful? Why don’t you even

want to admit it?”

“Not a bit of it! I just don’t want to go through unnecessary troubles.” Charlotte explained, “I will admit it

one day, don’t

worry.”

If the person in front of him was not his student, Rumba really

didn’t want to talk to her.

He snorted coldly, “When your Holiday Resort is ready, I must go and have a look.”

“No problem! You can even go now.” Charlotte blurted out, completely forgetting the fact that the

Holiday Resort now was just a strip of wasteland.

After much persuasion, Rumba finally forgave Charlotte, which made her feel relieved.

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