Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)
Chapter 98

In the Emerson Corporation, Elaine's face turned dark when she saw the signed contract in her mail.

"Knock, knock, knock--"

"Come in."

Elaine looked up at Quincy. Her face immediately changed in seconds.

"Director Liu, I want to request for a leave."

Quincy put her hand on the desk and asked flatteringly, "I promise that I will finish my work on time, how's that?"

"Charlotte has successfully signed the contract with Mr. Writ. Look at this!"

"What?"

Quincy asked with a surprised face, "That's impossible. Why haven't I received any news?"

"Do you have to get it first?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Elaine's mouth as she threw a stack of reports towards Quincy and crossed her arms around her chest. "You have to give me an explanation."

"Director..."

"Leave. I'd think about it."

Elaine closed her eyes and massaged her temple with her hands.

"Okay."

As Quincy returned to the office, she saw Charlotte at her desk.

"Lottie, how is it going?"

Charlotte's colleague asked her with a hint of concern.

"I got it."

Charlotte slowly turned on the computer. Suddenly, Shane's handsome but cold face flashed through her mind. He was so hard to read.

Forget it, what's the point of overthinking it...

"Great! I knew you could do it."

"You're so cool!"

"Charlotte, you will be my idol from now on. You've achieved something I've never even imagined."

More and more people gathered around to praise her. But Charlotte felt nothing as she smiled.

She was very clear about what it meant to be the colleague.

"Are you done?"

Quincy, who had been ignored the entire time, suddenly snapped. Everyone around quickly quieted down. "How did you sign the contract? I know for a fact that Mr. Writ never meets anyone. How did you meet him?" Quincy looked at Charlotte with a mocking smile.

"It's none of your business."

"How dare you!"

Quincy reached out her hand to hit her in a fury but Charlotte quickly stood up and caught her hand.

"I don't care what you did in the Emerson Corporation before. But since you are in the design department, you should do your job, otherwise, get out of here." Although Charlotte was good-hearted, she wasn't one to be bullied by others.

Quincy withdrew her hand when she saw her cold eyes. "Why should I do as you say?" She retorted back menacingly.

"Because I own 10 percent of the Emerson Corporation's shares!"

Charlotte deliberately leaned closer to her and whispered in her ears.

Quincy looked at Charlotte in disbelief. Her lips quivered slightly but no words came out. Her cheeks turned pale in an instant.

Charlotte paid no attention to Quincy as she left and sat down under the confused gaze of everyone around.

In the director's office, Elaine stared at the design on the computer. She couldn't help but threw all the documents on the table to the floor.

"Argh!"

"Director?"

Someone interrupted from the door.

"Get the hell out of here!"

Elaine roared as lost control of her anger. A trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

'Charlotte, I don't think you can stay here any longer,' she thought.

At the top floor of the Emerson Corporation, Elaine slowly pushed open the door. She swayed her hips and sauntered towards Timothy, who was sitting in front of the computer. "Timothy-"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know if I should tell you this." Elaine pretended to be distressed.

Timothy always had a soft spot for Elaine. He frowned and put down everything on his hands. "Who upset you this time?" He asked comfortingly. "Cough... Cough..."

All of a sudden, Timothy started to cough violently but his hands remained on Elaine's waist.

"Timothy, are you alright?"

"Let's go home."

Timothy shook his head and put his hands on his chest. He didn't notice the cold look in the eyes of the woman within his arms. "Alright, let's go."

Elaine put her hand on Timothy's waist and walked out of the company step by step.

Charlotte was about to get coffee when she was met by this sight. Her eyes hardened and she passed by without even lifting her head.

As usual, Charlotte stayed to work overtime in the company. She sorted out some of the documents she just received. The only difference this time was the absence of Quincy's constant badgering.

"Timothy, I forgot to tell you. Charlotte has successfully signed the contract with Mr. Writ. However, when everyone in the department congratulated her, she said..."

"What did she say?"

Timothy questioned breathlessly with his eyes wide.

"She said she owns 10% of the company's share. She also said the company would belong to her and you will leave sooner or later."

Elaine burst into tears as she spoke. She laid her hands on Timothy's shoulders and continued, "Timothy, you can't leave us. How can we live without you?"

"Don't worry, I won't."

Timothy gently stroked her back and looked straight ahead but no one could guess what was on his mind.

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Charlotte dragged her tired body back to the Emerson's home. She glanced towards the dimly lit garden but she no longer held on to a glimmer of hope. There wasn't a single light lit to welcome her home.

In the bedroom on the second floor, Elaine reluctantly opened the door when she heard a knock.

"What's the matter?"

Elaine stared at the man at the door with a trace of disdain. She moved aside as if she was avoiding a plague.

However, a few seconds later, Elaine was pacing back and forth excitedly. She couldn't stop asking, "Are you serious?"

"Say it again."

"Madam, Mr. Emerson had asked me to invite Mr. Jones, who is in charge of the Emerson's debts, to come over. He should be arriving soon."

The butler continued to speak with a solemn look in a respectful manner.

"You can leave first. I'll be there right away."

Elaine glanced at the butler with a smile plastered permanently on her face.

"Okay, Madam."

After the door was closed again, Elaine walked to the changing room while humming a happy tune. She slowly changed out of her pajamas into some casual clothing.

She looked exactly like the perfect mother from head to toe.

She did not believe that the old man would invite his lawyer so late in the night for no reason.

At this time, Charlotte had just entered the living room. She completely turned a blind eye to the man in the room.

"Stop right there!"

Timothy chided as he noticed Charlotte walked in while reading the newspaper.

"What's the matter?"

Charlotte suddenly stopped in her tracks. There was not a trace of emotion in her voice.

"Is that how you should speak to your father?" "Are you saying you're my father? Don't you think it's too late to act like my father now?" Charlotte clenched her fists slightly. The bag in her hand was already distorted but her face remained calm.

"Stay here. There are some matters to be discussed."

Timothy angrily flipped open the newspaper. He had a nervous expression on his face.

"What...?"

As soon as he finished, a well-dressed man in a suit and tie walked through the front door.

At first sight, he seemed like a shrewd man.

"Mr. Emerson, I'm five minutes late."

The man nodded courteously towards Timothy. Then placed his briefcase on the table and sat on the sofa.

"You are..."

Charlotte asked in confusion.

She had a feeling this man would bring her trouble.

"I'm Mr. Jones, the Emerson Corporation's lawyer. Nice to meet you."

A trace of doubt flashed through his eyes as he looked at Charlotte.