Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

The next day, Charlotte arrived at the company early in the morning. Before she even sat down, she was informed an emergency meeting was to be held. "Why do you think there's a meeting so early in the morning? Can't they let us have a good rest?" Quincy complained to her colleague irritatedly. She deliberately nudged Charlotte with her elbow when she walked past her.

"Ah! I'm sorry, it was an accident." Quincy covered the corner of her mouth with her hand and looked surprised. She sneered at Charlotte's coffee- stained clothes and left.

"Are you all right? Do you need to ask Director Emerson for a leave to go hand change your clothes?" Her colleague, who was trembling with fear, suddenly felt a sense of pity for Charlotte.

"I'm fine. Let's go." Charlotte watched coldly as Quincy left. She simply used a paper towel to dry her clothes.

Fortunately, she was wearing a black pantsuit, so nobody could see the stain on her clothes without looking carefully.

"Lottie, sit over here." Elaine saw the white stain on Charlotte's clothes as she walked over, she couldn't help but chuckle. "The Emerson Corporation might not be as big as the Fuller Group. But it's still a pioneer enterprise. As its chief designer, you'd manage to mess yourself up this way." Charlotte just glanced at her coldly. She casually chose a seat far away from Elaine and sat down.

Elaine rolled her eyes and forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart. However, she remained a poker face.

"Since everyone is here, I'll make the announcement now." Elaine purposely paused for a few seconds. Her gaze swept across the faces of the staff from the Department of Design and finally landed on Charlotte. She continued, "I'm sure everyone knows about the famous Mr. Mrit?" "Of course we've heard of him. He is the talk of the design world. I've also heard that he's here to find the perfect design." Quincy explained arrogantly as if to show off her intelligence.

"Yes, that's him. Now the Emerson Corporation needs a design on the frontlines. You will have one day to work on it. Who is willing to take on this task?" Elaine glanced at everyone calmly, shaking her right leg, as if she was waiting for an answer.

There was a dead silence in the room, even Quincy, who was eager to flaunt her expertise just now, shut up.

A few minutes later, Elaine turned to look at Charlotte who was opposite her and pretended to be gentle and asked, "Lottie, do you think you can do it?" "She's the Chief designer. Of course, it wouldn't be a problem. How can people who know nothing like us gain Mr. Writ's recognition?" As soon as Quincy finished her words, she noticed a pair of cold eyes on her.

"Quincy, if I'm not wrong, your major is design in college, right? But now, you're saying you know nothing about it. Does the Emerson Corporation just hire anyone from the streets?" Her words made Quincy swallow back her words and a hint of embarrassment flashed through her eyes. Elaine's face was dark as well. After all, she was the one that brought Quincy into the company. She had several of her own people in each department.

"Since Charlotte isn't willing to accept it, then..." Before Elaine could finish her words, she was interrupted by Charlotte, who had a stony expression on her face. "Who says I don't want to do it?" Charlotte glanced at Quincy, who looked uncomfortable, and continued, "I don't want to be ridiculed by others and I won't force myself to do something I don't want to." Charlotte chose to take on this thorny project because she wanted to lead the Emerson Corporation even further.

"Alright." Elaine stood up with a smile. The corners of her mouth quirked up into a faint smile. She walked towards Charlotte's side and said, "I hope you can help the Emerson Corporation do better." "Of course." Charlotte glared back at her coldly. Then, she stood up and left.

"Director Emerson, look at her. I'd like to see what she can cup with!" "Let's call it a day." Elaine said slowly to the group of people in the room and left the meeting room.

When Charlotte returned to her office, she immediately isolated herself from the rest of the people and started to work on her computer.

Her phone was vibrating constantly but Charlotte just ignored it and continued with her work.

"Charlotte, your phone is ringing..." Her colleagues kindly reminded her "She heard it. She doesn't need you to remind her? You can mind your own business, don't disturb her great works she thinks..." "Shut up." Charlotte glared at Quincy with a cold face.

"How dare you!" Quincy had no choice but to shut her mouth obediently under everyone's gaze. She was so furious she stormed to the tea room in exasperation. Tslowly passed, a few eyes kept glancing at the clock while others worked frustratingly on their projects.

"It's finally tto get off work." "Charlotte, aren't you leaving?" Her colleagues asked with a puzzled face while stretching his arms backwards.

"You go first. I want to finish this." Charlotte was still not satisfied as she looked at the designs in her hands.

The employees in the company left one after another. Soon, the sun started to set.

After stime, Charlotte finally lifted her head from the pile of work. She was shocked when she saw it was dark outside.

"This is bad, I still have to call Sheryl..." Charlotte packed the stacks of design anxiously and stashed them in her bag. Then she walked out of the design department on the third floor.

The empty building made Charlotte shiver slightly.

It was only eight o'clock, but no one was working overtime...

"What's going on?" Charlotte looked at the locked door and knocked on the heavy glass door. There was no one else except her. Was she going to spend the night there? "Is anyone here?" Charlotte patted on the door frwith all her strength. Suddenly, she took out her phone from her bag.

"I'm sorry, but the number you are calling is unavailable. Please call again later..." A woman's automatic response rang out from the phone and Charlotte helplessly shook her head. "Sure enough, men are unreliable!" At this moment, Shane stood before the enormous window looking out.

"Achoo!"

Shane was on the phone discussing affairs of his company branch in M m country. His sudder sheeze made the look in his cold eyes seem even more intense. "Charlotte, do you even still remember me?"

Charlotte called another number she could memorize from heart It seemed she had already expected to be answered by her deafening voice and moved her phone away in time. "Sorry, I was at work." ( she had already expected "Humph, tell me, what do you want?" Anne snorted haughtily.

"My phone would die soon. If Sheryl calls you, just tell her I'm at your place. Can you help cover me? You're the best!" Charlotte suddenly spoke with a hint of coquetry.

"Stop!" Anne frowned doubtfully. She glanced at the leaves falling around continued, Where and exhere are you? Are you at the Emerson family?" "Tellthe truth!" Anne crossed her arms around her chest in an imposing manner.

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