NovelEnglish"Shane?" Yuliana purred in disbelief.
He refused to bat an eye at her.
With a heavy heart, Yuliana left the president's office.
On her way out of the premises, she made a stop at Charlotte's office.
She took a moment to survey the entire room, glancing around until her eyes finally rested on the placard that sat on the desk.
Charlotte Emerson, Design Manager.
She glared at it with a blaze of fury. What made her deserving of special treatment from Shane? She couldn't help herself as she picked up the placard for a closer look.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Miss Yuliana, what are you doing here?" She stopped in her tracks as a warm, gentle voice spoke from behind her.
She turned around to see Christopher. He was beaming with a smile so dreamy, it felt like a pleasant spring breeze.
Meeting his eyes, Yuliana greeted him with a sheepish smile. Silently, she slowly put her hand down, trying to muster an explanation.
"Are you looking for Shane? I think he's in." Although the warm smile remained on Christopher's face, an unspeakable tension hung in the air. It seemed to rid Yuliana of her earlier arrogance.
"Right. I'm on my way," Yuliana muttered and left nervously.
A while later, Charlotte returned from her lunch break. When she opened the door, she found Christopher waiting for her.
"Mr. Gibson?" Charlotte asked in surprise.
She was not expecting to meet Christopher here.
Following the incident with Tilly, Braden was removed from the position of design director. Christopher then took over the role as head of the design department, meaning he was now Charlotte's direct superior. Charlotte was still struggling to wrap her head around the recent changes. On top of that, she didn't know much about the man standing in front of her either.
Chuckling at her slight astonishment, Christopher handed her a document.
"The company's going to bid for a new project. Here, take a look at these, and we'll discuss it in a meeting later." Christopher beamed with a warm exuberance that would put the most distraught of hearts at ease.
Charlotte smiled in return as she processed his words.
Satisfied, Christopher began to make his way out.
Just then, the memory of Tilly humiliating Charlotte cover her. It dawned on her that she still hadn't thanked Christopher for getting her out of trouble. Quickly, she stopped Christopher.
"Mr. Gibson, could you spare a moment?" Christopher turned around.
"I haven't thanked you for your help," said Charlotte, taking two steps forward.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmPuzzled, Christopher asked, "What about?" "Thank you for speaking up for me, and for going so far as recommendingfor design manager."
Although her promotion may have ruffled sfeathers, she wasn't ers, shey ungrateful for it or for the raise that cwith it. After all, she could really use the money,
"Ms. Emerson, I was only speaking the truth. And for someone with your skills, I'm afraid this position doesn't fully put your talents to good use."
After the incident with Tilly, Christopher had asked human m resource's to look further into Charlotte's portfolio. That was how he discovered that Charlotte was a famous designer overseas.
Charlotte was slightly taken aback by what he said. She was beginning to wonder how much he knew about her.
However, she decided that it was not worth the trouble to reveal her identity at this point in time.
"Anyway, thank you, Mr. Gibson," uttered Charlotte, smiling half-heartedly.
Sensing the change in tone, Christopher tactfully decided to say no more. He nodded and left.
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