Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 243

Charlotte couldn't be stoic in front of Shane. Before him, she couldn't help but be affected...

Charlotte clutched the corner of her top and said, "I don't understand what you mean."

"Are you sure?"

"I..."

"There's no rush." Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Shane lay down on the beach chair next to her, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

Charlotte swept a look over his face from the corner of her eye before she withdrew her gaze. She closed her eyes and faced the sunlight.

It was his duty to help her.

Charlotte had not yet mulled over these words carefully. What she cared about was the hidden meaning behind these words. Would she accept it or not?

Since she returned home, she had not made it clear who had helped her. Whether it was Shane or Rick, she was still a subordinate. In other words, they all shared similar interests, and it could not be determined who had helped whom.

When she was working with them, she had never thought about using their connections to deal with Elaine and regain the Emerson Corporation.

But this matter with Sheryl made her feel anxious.

The best way to prevent others from hurting her was to take the initiative to attack.

That was what Charlotte was thinking in her mind.

River City.

In a noisy bar.

Zoe finally arrived at the bar after moving through the crowds of people. She took out Shane's VIP card and said, "I am Zoe Watson. Where is Peter Brown?"

"He's in a private room, number 713." The bartender answered respectfully, "Mr. Fuller's honored guest, let me take you there."

"No, I'll go by myself. If there is a disturbance later, please call the police immediately."

"Okay, we are very professional in this aspect."

Zoe put away the VIP card and walked to the private room numbered 713.

This bar was called Bacchanalia. Shane had invested in it before, and now it made average profits. After all, the higher-ups had already said that it was understandable that the bar's business would not be good during these special times.

Room 713 was in a secluded corner. It could accommodate about 30 people. It was a private room only for VIPs.

Peter hadn't explained the situation to her and only told her to go to Room 713 to save him.

Zoe reached out and pushed the door open.

There were many people there.

When she found Christopher sitting conspicuously in a single glance, she was slightly taken aback.

"Why is Christopher here?" she wondered.

Zoe lowered her head and looked for Peter in the crowd. Suddenly, she felt a warmth on her arm. She turned sideways and was shocked to see the person there.

"Is, is this Peter Brown?" she wondered.

He wore fancy glasses, very hipster clothes. His hair was dyed silver.

"Why are you dressed like this?"

"In such a situation, I can only dress like this. I came here today to make a deal for our new shipping project, but I didn't expect them to stop me from leaving." Peter motioned to the people not far away with his lips.

Zoe looked over and found that they were a few people who wore more casual clothes and looked like gangsters. They were staring at her and Peter.

Zoe did not care about them at all. She grabbed Peter's hand and was going to take him outside.

"Hey, beautiful, you can't come in here whenever you want and bring someone out. Who do you think you are?"

A yellow-haired man pointed at her and Peter, and several bodyguards immediately surrounded them.

Peter pushed Zoe behind him, but his arms and legs were shaking.

He was just a diligent regular person whose life's work was to develop web security. He did not want to get involved in this drama. He had only come here to trade software and chips.

Zoe pushed him away and took out the VIP card that Shane had given her. "Can't I take Shane Fuller's staff away?"

The yellow- haired man was stunned. "Are you Shane Fuller's subordinate?"

"What of it?"

"In that case, you may go, but this fellow can't." The yellow-haired man pointed to Peter. "Our boss said that Mr. Fuller is not in the country at all."

Did they make trouble for Peter because they knew that Shane was not in the country?

Zoe did not pay attention to him. She just took out her phone from her pocket, dialed Shane's number, and told him the current situation.

"Look for Cole," was all Shane said.

Although Shane was on a vacation abroad, Cole had volunteered to stay.

Zoe immediately called Cole after ending the call with Shane. Cole said that he would bring people here soon. In this way, Zoe did not have to rush to take Peter away.

The two of them found seats and sat down.

"Ms. Watson, the host of the party seems to have been looking at you this whole time." After Peter sat down, he had been clinging to Zoe.

"The host of the party?"

"Yes, it's that person."

Zoe looked where Peter's finger pointed, only to find that it was Christopher.

"An old acquaintance."

"I used to work in NC Company. I know that his name is Christopher Gibson, and I also know that you used to be their assistant." Peter smiled.

"So, why didn't you just say his name?"

"I wanted to see your reaction. From his gaze, I can conclude that you both have a history. But by looking at your reaction, it seems that you don't have one."

Zoe didn't like gossip, and she didn't like men who gossiped. She frowned and ignored Peter.

But Peter gently held her arm and said, "If you don't have a history with him, can you have a history with me?"

"What?" Zoe immediately pulled her hand away.

I'm confessing my love for you."

Zoe was not taken aback. She was just mildly surprised.

Peter had great potential, but he was a full three years younger than her. She never thought about dating someone, let alone falling in love with a man who was younger than her.

Zoe rejected him. "Sorry, I don't think that's appropriate."

Peter did not say anything, but showed a cute smile. "I know you must have very high requirements for your other half. I will work hard."

No matter how hard he tried, it was impossible to change the fact that he was three years younger.

Soon.

Cole only brought some people with him as he hurried over.

When Yellow Hair and his group saw Cole, they became meek as lambs.

Zoe looked at them coldly. She hated those who bullied the weak but feared the strong the most.

Before she left, she absent-mindedly glanced in Christopher's direction.

He looked very gloomy and was not as energetic as before. He drank cups of wine one after another. It seemed that he was not in a good state.

"Are you looking at him?" Peter suddenly came up to her.

"He was not like this before."

"Mr. Gibson looked very sunny before, but I didn't expect him to have such a side."

The Christopher of today did not bring to mind the word "sunny". It seemed that people changed when they were pushed to the extreme. In the past, he was gentle, but now he looked dark and vicious.

Zoe shifted her gaze and warned, "Don't meddle in things that you shouldn't get involved in. Don't think about it and don't look at it."

Peter smiled and said, "I understand, Miss Watson."

Zoe nodded and ignored him after that. She walked quickly to Cole's side and said, "Mr. Play, thank you for today." "I stayed in River City for just such emergencies.

We're old acquaintances anyway, Ms. Watson. You don't have to be so polite."

"Nevertheless, you helped me today."

"Before I came, Mr. Fuller sent me a message asking me about how you and Mr. Gibson have been."

Zoe was stunned.

Cole pushed up his gold-rimmed spectacles and smiled elegantly. "Ms. Watson, I have to admit that your disguise is very good, at least I didn't see through it. However, the situation is clear now, so you'd better make a plan earlier."

Had Shane seen through her?

Zoe's expression did not change, but her heart was already in turmoil.

How much did Shane know?

Was it because she was a double agent that made him suspicious?

Cole sent Peter and Zoe to the taxi stop and left.

Zoe got in the car and hesitated for a while. Finally, she took out her phone from her pocket. She stared at Charlotte's name in the call record, lost in thought.

In the end.

She pressed on Charlotte's number.

Sent a message.

Zoe locked her phone and leaned her head on the back of the chair with her eyes closed to rest.

Peter curiously looked over and asked, "You just sent a message to Ms. Emerson, didn't you?"

"How did you know?" She did not open her eyes.

"You set up a special sound effect for Ms. Emerson. The sound emitted when you send and receive messages are different from other people."

Peter's observation was really detailed.

Zoe did not hide it from him. She nodded and said, "I'm going to resign."