Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Charlotte stared at him for a few seconds before she laughed out loud.

This laughter successfully aroused Shane's curiosity.

"Who sent that to you?" Shane asked casually as he crossed his arms over his chest and crossed his long legs too.

"It was Mr. Gibson who sent it to me. I didn't think everyone would find out so quickly." Charlotte said directly without thinking. After sensing that the atmosphere was a little strange, she immediately explained, "About you being at this auction. After all, you're the CEO of Fuller Group. As you can imagine, the media exposure is unprecedented, so it's not surprising that most people know about it." Charlotte laughed awkwardly. In the end, she shifted her gaze outside the window and weakly moved toward the seat beside her. She tried her best to stay close to the car door to prevent herself from being caught in the crossfire.

Shane's mouth twitched as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't question her further.

As soon as he thought of the text message, Shane's gaze beccolder.

No one knew Christopher better than him. He was never a person who cared about what happened in the outside world. But this time...

The atmosphere inside the car was strange and silent. Charlotte couldn't help swallowing. She was constantly receiving messages on her phone.

After Charlotte carefully clicked one open, she suddenly started acting as if she had been specially pardoned and said to Shane, "Mr. Fuller, since we won the auction this time, and Anne askedout to celebrate, could I get the rest of the day off?" "Fine." Shane nodded his head in agreement. Before Charlotte could feel happy, she heard his next words and could no longer feel happy.

"I'll go with you." "There's no need for that. Actually, I..." Charlotte wanted to argue, waving her hands in a panic.

She realized that what Shane just said was obviously an order, with no intention to discuss this with her at all, she could only vent her anger by leaning her face against the car window. She racked her brain to cup with how she was going to explain to Anne later.

Could she say that Mr. Fuller had insisted on coming along? "Why does that makefeel like I'm being a little pretentious?" After arriving at the destination, Charlotte was wondering whether she should get off the car when she found that the man sitting next to her had already gotten out of the car before her. She had no choice but to reluctantly get off the car.

"What a coincidence." Braden's voice rang out, instantly attracting Charlotte's attention.

"What's wrong? You don't seem happy to see me.

Braden clearly saw a trace of surprise in Charlotte's eyes. He approached her with intent and asked.

Shane gave him a neutral look before saying coldly, "Let's go in." "Alright." Charlotte lowered her head and replied. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in.

She didn't know what would happen with these two men here together.

Forget it. What was the point of her worrying about these things? Just as she stepped into the reserved room, Shane stood at the door and didn't seem to have any intention of entering. Charlotte merely lowered her head and didn't give voice to her confusion. Braden looked at Anne and immediately ran into the room, causing Charlotte's eyes to open wide.

"Anne, why are you here so early?" Braden took a step forward and immediately placed his hand on Anne's shoulder. He smiled smugly at Charlotte, who was standing behind Shane.

"Baby, let's change rooms." When he saw Anne frowning, he then smiled slyly and said to the person in his arms, "Don't worry, Shane is a VIP here. Every year, he spends at least 100 million dollars here. It wouldn't be inaccurate to call him a shareholder. They can definitely give us a better room." "Alright." Anne had no choice but to nod in the end.

Shane turned around first and went straight to a room about three times bigger than the one before. Then he chose a seat randomly and sat down.

Charlotte didn't sit by Shane's side deliberately. She chose a seat opposite him, which was also the furthest seat from him. She couldn't help but mumble internally, "The four of us don't need such a huge room just because Shane's rich. It's such a waste." "The ambience is good." Shane suddenly said.

Almost a conditioned reflex, Charlotte instantly turned her gaze to Shane and broke out in a cold sweat. Were her thoughts so easy to guess? Because of Charlotte's seat choice, Braden and Anne could only sit separately.

Charlotte could clearly feel Braden's resentful gaze was on her.

"Why didn't you tellthat this guy was coming too?" While the two men were not paying attention, Charlotte purposely lowered her voice and asked.

"I didn't know. He just toldthat he was coming. I didn't even tell him the address of where we're going! Did you tell him?" Anne looked suspiciously at Charlotte and finally focused her gaze on Shane.

Charlotte was almost certainly sure of why Braden had cover.

"Congratulations, Ms. Emerson!" Braden looked at Charlotte with an evil smile on his face and simply drank all the wine in the cup.

"Thank you." Out of courtesy, Charlotte thanked him sincerely. Then, she slowly lifted up the glass of cold fruit juice in front of her and took a symbolic sip.

"That won't do. I've already finished my drink, but you only took a sip. You were so confident and charismatic op stage, Charlotte. You would have been an amazing orator." Braden's words were full of praise, but Shane did not have much of a reaction. Charlotte didn't expect Shane to help her out. She simply picked up the glass of cold wine and drank it all herself.

"Cheers!" Braden clapped his hands and could not help cheering. From tto time, he glanced at Shane, who did not react at all. Braden suddenly felt very confused.

This was not his intention. He just wanted to sound him out.

Anne looked nervously at Charlotte and couldn't help but glare at Braden. The latter just shrugged innocently. "How is it? You drank so much right at the beginning. How are you going to eat later?" "It's nothing. I'll be fine." Charlotte smiled and looked at Anne. She shook her head, but in the next second, she felt a faint discomfort in her tummy.

If she remembered correctly, her period was due in two days.

Charlotte consoled herself privately. She must be thinking too much t wasn't even due yet. She wouldn't be so unlucky as to have it cahead of schedule, right? "The food here isn't bad. You should try this fish. It's delicious." Realizing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Braden had to take the lead in breaking the ice. "This is not bad either."

"Anne, why are you looking atlike that? Don't you think it's delicious?" Braden looked at the woman in front of him aggrievedly. His handsthe face drooped instantly in sadness. He looked like a pet abandoned by its owner. X Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.