Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

After pausing a few seconds, Christopher continued, "However, at the end of the month, they will find that the situation was different from expected. Shane was not serious when he said he wanted to give everyone a C grade. The two choices he gave was to see whether the negotiation team wanted to give up on the worker who gave the wrong data.

Charlotte shivered, goosebumps appearing all over her arms.

In other words.

After this month, some people in the negotiation group would be given a Grade C for taking revenge, while other people who had actually put in effort would still be given a Grade A. The fate of those people who were given a C grade...

She didn't dare to go further from there. Someone like Shane would never allow them to continue working in NC.

"Smart." Shane used only a word to comment on Christopher.

"After all these years, if I don't understand what you're thinking, who else will?" Christopher said with a smile. However, his words did not seem to mean just that.

Shane's thin lips quirked up and his slender fingers landed on the document. He rubbed his fingers against it a few times, "After this project is over, your name will be on it."

"It's fine, I'm alright with just working behind the scenes."

"Are you sure? This is a big project."

"Of course. Shane, we have never fussed over what's yours and what's mine. What's the point of me wanting reputation?" Christopher asked gently.

Shane raised his eyebrows and said, "It's up to you. If you need money, just tell me."

Christopher patted him on the shoulder with a wider smile and said jokingly, "Your generosity is precisely why I like you that much."

Charlotte remained silent the entire time.

Not that she could not catch up with their conversation.

She was thinking whether Shane made this decision for her sake, or was it his initial decision that had incidentally saved her.

She actually wanted to know about the answer.

However, she was embarrassed and did not dare to ask, afraid to upset him again.

"It's still early. Shane, do you want to go for a swim?" Christopher proposed.

"I'm fine with anything."

"Let's go then. Lottie, why don't you come with us?"

"We're going together?" Charlotte thought.

"She, a secretary, swimming with two chairmen?"

Charlotte regained her composure after recovering from the shock. "Mr Gibson, it's not very appropriate for me to swim with you."

"Why is it not? You're already off work."

"I, I'm not feeling well. Go on without me."

Christopher nodded and didn't force her any further.

Charlotte let out a sigh of relief. Her gaze landed on Shane. He was also looking at her, but his gaze was cold.

She immediately looked away and hurriedly said, "I'm going to go back to rest." Then she ran outside.

Damn it.

She couldn't even get herself to talk to him, let alone break the ice between them.

After returning to the room, Charlotte doublechecked the data that she would be using tomorrow. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she shut the computer down. Just as she was about to lie down and sleep, her phone vibrated.

She came back to her senses and picked it up.

"Come down to the seventh floor for dinner."

The message was from Shane.

"Are you still angry because of what happened before?" Charlotte didn't know why she had the courage to send such a message to him.

However, she received no response.

Shane didn't reply to her message.

She felt faintly lost with a hint of pain.

Charlotte laughed at herself self-deprecatingly. She stood up and tidied up her clothes before placing her phone back into her pocket.

No one can function on an empty stomach.

Even if Shane didn't reply for the rest of her life, she still had to go for dinner.

Standing in front of the elevator, Charlotte felt her phone vibrate. Almost instantly, she picked up her phone.

"It's not worth my time to be angry."

Charlotte was dumbfounded.

He said it was not worth his time. Was she not worthy of his time, or was he referring to the incident itself being not worthy of his time?

She entered the elevator and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She sighed, slightly frustrated.

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have asked him about the piano."

It was difficult for her to get out of this situation. It was so embarrassing.

When Charlotte arrived at the dining room, Shane had already left, leaving only Christopher behind.

Upon learning that he had returned to his room, Charlotte felt as if someone had struck her with a stick. Shane had asked her to come over for dinner, but he had left her on her own. He was obviously trying to avoid her.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood." Christopher lifted his cup of coffee and his gaze fell on Charlotte's pale face.

"I'm fine, Mr Gibson. Don't worry about me."

"I've told you that you don't have to call me Mr Gibson in private."

"Christopher." Charlotte called him by his name, "I'm fine."

"After this project ends, I will bring you around this place before heading back. You should let yourself go on a holiday."

Charlotte sighed and nodded. "Thank you for taking care of me like this."

"Don't mind it."

After the meal, Christopher asked Charlotte to go with him to a small bar in the hotel to watch a show. Charlotte agreed since had nothing to do.

He was too much of a gentleman.

Whenever she was with him, Charlotte felt more relaxed than she ever had been before.

Before she thought of buying a drink when she was thirsty, he was already handing her a drink.

However, it was this gentlemanliness that made Charlotte feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, when she was halfway through the show, Shane rang her up and called her back to double-check her data. Christopher politely watched her leave and continued staying in the bar to watch the show.

Charlotte walked all the way to Shane's room and knocked on his door.

Soon, the door opened.

Shane's tall and fit figure stood in front of the door. He wore a white T-shirt and a small black vest, which made him look even more elegant.

"You have an hour to check all the data used tomorrow, and you must be able to tell me the location of the data within a second."

"Alright," Charlotte replied and immediately went into work mode.

An hour later.

It sounded like a long time, but in the face of such high-intensity work, Charlotte was so tired that she almost collapsed.

After so much effort in checking the data, she wanted to go to bed very badly, let alone memorize the file location.

After much effort, she felt as if she saw stars. However, when facing Shane's assessment, she was still making a lot of mistakes.

"What's going on?" Shane's expression darkened, and the disappointment in his gaze was obvious.

"Mr Fuller, please give me another ten minutes. I'll try for the last time."

"If you still can't do it this time, you..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Charlotte interrupted him. "I'll fly back myself."

Shane turned his gaze from the documents onto her. After nodding slowly, he pointed to his wristwatch and said, "You still have nine and a half minutes."

She had to memorize it no matter what.

If you don't force yourself into a dead end, you would never experience the perfect rebirth after desperation.

Finally, she passed his test.

Shane nodded in approval. "Tomorrow, you will be presenting along with Christopher. Prepare yourself."

"Yes, sir."

Shane began to sort out his documents and started double-checking them.

The reason why he was able to reach his current position was not only due to his decisiveness, but more importantly, because he always took care of every detail himself.

Once this important project was finalized, NC's position in the country would be elevated. He could not afford any more mistakes.

Charlotte stood there awkwardly. She looked at the man who was caught up in work. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should leave or stay and wait for him to finish his work.

After a while.

She couldn't help asking, "Shane... Were you avoiding me just now?"

Shane looked up and glanced at her calmly. "Are you sure you want to talk about this when I'm working?"

"I'm sorry." She lowered her head.

Shane continued to read the documents.

After another ten minutes.

Clatter!

He put down the document, leaned back, and leaned lazily against the back of the chair. He folded his hands and placed them casually on his stomach.

"You thought I was avoiding you?"

"Were you not?" Charlotte raised her head abruptly.

Her eyes met his, and in that instant, she felt suffocated.

The pressure he exuded was so strong that she couldn't resist it.

"I wasn't, and I had no reason to." His voice was clear.

"Has our relationship come to this?" She felt bitter.

Her weak but stubborn appearance struck a chord in Shane's heart.

"I will still be on your side in front of outsiders."

Their relationship had nothing to do with love.

These words were too straightforward, and when even Shane himself didn't like how it sounded, he wouldn't say it out loud, of course.