Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"You don't need to talk to her. I asked you here to ask..." Timothy deliberately paused for a few seconds. His gaze shifted towards Charlotte and continued, "If the shares were to be turned into money, how would that be done?" "Well, this..." "What do you mean? What does this have to do with me?" Charlotte walked forward coldly. Since she was the only one standing, she looked even more intimidating.

"Transfer your 10% of shares under my name." Timothy didn't feel an ounce of guilt for his words but he quickly averted his gaze when he saw the look of disbelief on Charlotte's face.

"Do you not feel guilty at all for your own words?" Charlotte's body trembled with despair.

"I'll pay you to transfer the shares under my name. Isn't that the same?" "Lottie, it's all the same. Take the money and give the share to your father. We are a family, why do you want to make such a fuss?" Elaine, who was standing by the stairway, suddenly spoke up. She swayed her hips as she walked down the stairs towards Timothy.

"Shut up." Charlotte was so angry, she roared at Elaine. Her mouth curved into a bitter smile.

"Timothy Emerson, do you hateso much? You just can't wait to throwout of the Emerson house?" Charlotte held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes.

"I'm doing this for your own good." "For my own good? It's for your own selfish reasons." Charlotte yelled at Timothy without any hesitation.

"Timothy, look at her..." Elaine, who was sitting on Timothy's lap, suddenly straightened up and whispered to him like a spoiled child.

"Charlotte Emerson!" Timothy turned away from her miserable sight intentionally. "Don't blme for being heartless if you don't transfer the shares to me." What else do you want?" Charlotte asked Timothy scornfully. Mr. Jones, who had been ignored the whole tfeigned a cough and tried to advise him, "Mr. Emerson, if the both of you haven't made up your minds, I'd better..." "I'll disown you!" He threatened coldly as he suddenly thought of what Elaine said in the evening.

"Ha!" Charlotte snorted scornfully and stumbled backwards.

"I don't need a daughter who wishes I'm dead," Timothy muttered to himself. These words served as an explanation to Charlotte as well. He turned away when he saw how heartbroken she was. "Who told you that?" Charlotte's gaze shifted towards Elaine in an instant. The anger in her eyes was evident but it quickly turned to despair.

"Lottie, the Emerson Corporation is not as big as you think. Word gets around." The corners of Elaine's mouth raised viciously as she said those words.

"I've never said such things." Elaine would say anything to make her guilty! Charlotte stared at the people around her coldly. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. She was about to rush to the second floor when Timothy said, "You're looking for this, aren't you?" Timothy suddenly took out a piece of paper from behind him and dangled it before Charlotte.

"Why do you have that?" Charlotte immediately felt her blood run cold.

She never expected Timothy to do such a thing.

"This was what you wanted, isn't it?" The corners of Timothy's mouth curled up but then he coughed a few times.

"Timothy, Lottie didn't mean for you to step down from the company, she just meant..." Charlotte glared at Elaine callously.

She had never hated anyone as much as she hated Elaine! Her hatred for her was bone- deep to the extent that she wanted to tear Elaine apart! The flicker of a flinstantly caught Charlotte's eye. Her mind went blank for a few seconds before she fell into deep despair.

"Timothy Emerson!" She gnashed her teeth with deep hatred in her eyes.

Charlotte looked at Elaine's triumphant smile, then at the lawyer who watched her with pity and lastly, at the man she called "father" for many years. Even he was staring at her with hatred. The next moment, Charlotte rushed to her small room on the second floor.

Her tears rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably and she slowly packed up her belongings. There was no reason for her to remain here any longer.

The only thing that held her back was gone...

She glanced at her luggage. Her legs gave way and she fell to the ground helplessly.

'Why am I crying over nothing? I've never held on to any hope in the first place so there's nothing to be disappointed about,' Charlotte comforted herself as she wiped off the tears on her face with her hands.

After sthad passed, Charlotte walked towards the balcony and breathed in the cold air outside. She only drew back the curtains when she felt a slight chill down her body.

The sound of her suitcase rolling down the hallways was especially ear-piercing in the quiet villa. Charlotte curled her thin lips in a somewhat bitter manner.

Suddenly, Charlotte heard a familiar voice from the room ahead and she stopped in her tracks.

"Stop it. Now is the crucial part of the plan." Elaine's door was slightly ajar. She did not realize someone was right outside her door.

"Didn't Emilia used to be like this? Huh, why would I be afraid of her useless daughter?" Elaine's voice started to faint until she could hardly be heard.

Charlotte froze when she heard the n'Emilia'. Her body stiffened and her forehead furrowed.

As of her knowledge, Elaine was not associated with her mother at all. But, she heard every word clearly just now.

Suddenly, a thought that was beyond her imagination crossed her mind.

Now, she couldn't help but suspect Elaine was involved in her mother's death. Rerhaps, it even had something to do with her so-called "father." Charlotte's heart gradually hardened. She refused to stay there for another second longer...

The butler watched with a blank face as Charlotte walked out the front doors. He quickly headed towards the second floor.

"Madam, that woman has left the Emerson family."

After Elaine hung up the phone and calmed down, she slowly opened the door and looked at the housekeeper standing at the door. "Very well. I hope she will never cback." Elaine looked away maliciously. She crossed her arms and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.

"Leave that to me." Elaine ordered the housekeeper who was preparing coffee.

There was a smug expression on her face as she knocked on the door. She entered the room without even waiting for a reply.

"Timothy, don't be angry. It's bad for your health." Elaine placed her hand on Timothy's shoulder gently and put the cup of coffee on the table.

"You're the best." Elaine smiled charmingly and continued, "What about Alistair? Isn't he the best?" "You know that I adore him the most. Don't tease me." "Humph!" She snorted.

Elaine was about to leave but when she saw that Timothy was sorting scompany documents, she deliberately slowed down her pace. Ni There was not a trace of displeasure on her face. It was the coldest period of the night. Charlotte shivered as the cold wind blew into her loose clothing.

"Even the wind is bullying me?" Charlotte smiled weakly but there was no one around to answer her.

As she passed by a bar, she walked in without a second thought.

The radiant lighting in the bar was a complete contrast from the cold outside.

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