Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

"But, I like it very much." Curtis left, leaving only her overly chilly perflingering in the air.

Each tCharlotte took a breath, it was as if she was inching closer to the devil, absorbing the scent of her body. This feeling was odd, and she even thought that the odor was quite pleasant. But the fact that she liked the devil's body scent was simply too abnormal.

Moreover, the devil knew that she was only pretending. She even said that she liked her act, not to mention that she liked Shane too.

Charlotte felt that she just made a trip to Hell. She might appear calm on the surface, but in reality, her heart had already been struck by lightning and turned into scorched brown.

It wasn't until she took out her phone that she noticed that her hands were shaking.

"That is so noob of you," Charlotte dissed herself in her heart.

With great difficulty, she opened her contacts and tapped on the two words, Shane Fuller. Charlotte could only hear her heart thumping wildly.

"Hmm? You've arrived?" A crisp and cold voice rang out from the other side.

"The director of the company I partnered with is Curtis Schneider." "She..." Shane's voice was calm.

"She said that she used to like you and even said that she intends to expand her business in River City." When she finished her sentence, Charlotte wanted to bite off her own tongue so badly. What was she saying? Why did she sound like an angry wife complaining about her husband coming htoo late at night? Sure enough, Shane laughed when he heard that. "What are you suspecting?" "I'm not suspecting..." "You're the only one who becmy real girlfriend." "Then what about the ones who didn't?" After saying that, Charlotte felt the urge to bite off her tongue again. What happened to her today? However, she really wanted to know the answer to these questions, especially at this moment. So much so that she had to know no matter what.

Shane didn't expect that Charlotte would ask such a question. He pretended to think and didn't answer her. When he heard that Charlotte's breathing was getting heavier, only did he speak. "During that time, I thought that you were Yuliana." Charlotte's breathing stopped for a moment.

"I didn't like her." "Why... I have no problem with that." Charlotte quickly bit her tongue.

Another chuckle cfrom Shane's side. It was deep, pressing into her ear, and fell into her heart, but she thought it was a little sweet.

"I thought she was the one who saved my life. But if I don't like her personality, then I won't like her at all. Why would there be a reason?" "That's true." "Don't worry too much about Curtis. I don't have anything to do with her. Her arms aren't that long either. She can't reach me. If she wants to cooperate, we can consider it." "I understand now." "Is there anything else?" "N-no," Charlotte slightly stammered.

Shane waited for about ten seconds. After confirming that she had nothing else to say, he ended the call.

Hearing the 'beep' sound from the other side of the phone, Charlotte's heart finally felt at ease.

No matter what, she just had to establish a great connection and get this over with. The rest had nothing to do with her.

Soon, people from the company cand moved the animals into the cars.

Charlotte counted the animals and got in the car after making sure that there was no mistake.

"Ms. Emerson, you don't have to get on the car. Just wait for us in the next city with Ms. Watson. The road will be very shaky." The workers were worried.

"It's okay. I don't mind." "Do you want to eat a motion sickness pill?" Charlotte shook her head. She wasn't prone to car sickness.

Seeing that, the workers didn't force her either and ordered other people to get on the car.

The car started. It was very shaky, and there weren't many seats. So the rooms between people weren't that spacious. The smell of their body odor was pervasive in the air. If they didn't open the window and switch on the air conditioner, Charlotte wouldn't be able to stay in a place like this for a minute.

Along the way, she chatted with the workers. Charlotte learned a lot about the inside stories of the industry that she usually couldn't cinto contact with.

For example, many sellers would unwrap the packages before they load them and wrap them back after weighing them. Sometimes, two tons of goods weren't overweight at first. But when they were packaged, they would becoverweight.

"Sometimes, it's not that we don't care about safety, but those capitalists are really awful!" one of the workers said angrily.

"Hey, be careful when you talk. The capitalist is here." Another worker poked him.

The worker scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Ms. Emerson, I'm not talking about you. After all..." "I can understand. The capitalists don't really care about your lives because they wanted to save money. If I were you, I wouldn't be happy either." Charlotte handed him a bottle of mineral water and added, "Everyone, just say what you want to say. Don't worry about me. Just treatas one of your people." "Ms. Emerson, it's rare to see a boss like you." "He's right, Ms. Emerson. Do you want to consider starting a company in our country? We can becyour workers!" Charlotte chuckled and said, "I've already asked your leader for their phone number. As long as there's a job here in the future, I'll find you guys. I've seen it. You all are both skillful and efficient." "Look, a capitalist with a beautiful and kind heart." All the workers laughed.

However, Charlotte's face was serious. "Letmake it clear. I'm only saying this because I saw how well you guys did. If I find out..." "Ms. Emerson, don't worry. No matter how bad we are, our strength and techniques are already there. We can't do worse even if you want us to." The worker was shy and honest but also very cute. "Thank you for your hard work." These people were brought here by the company, but they didn't work for the company.

If they had to provide for their workers all over the country, the price would be too high for the company to bear at the current stage. Therefore, they could only set up a Public Relations Department in the company. When they needed to load goods, they would ask the Public Relations Department to find workers in different cities.

The journey was bumpy, but they chatted all the way. Charlotte actually didn't feel very uncomfortable, so she treated everyone to lunch at noon.

These workers might look ordinary, but in fact, they were a group of experienced people.

Charlotte carried a notebook with her and jotted down the words they said.

They were still on their way in the afternoon and at night. Even during midnight, they had to continue their journey.

The workers were used to sleeping in the car, but this was the first tfor Charlotte. She tossed and turned but still couldn't fall asleep. In the end, she was too sleepy that she drifted off while leaning against the car window.

Early in the morning, when the workers woke up, they saw that Charlotte's eyes were still closed, so they didn't speak. Instead, they held their phones and texted in their group chat.

As soon as Charlotte opened her eyes, the person next to her handed her a glass of water. "Ms. Emerson."

The person who gave her the water was a little girl. She looked to be in her teens, but her face was sallow. It seemed like she wasn't eating well enough! Her body appeared to be NO emaciated. "Thank you. But you can callMiss Charlotte. You don't have to callMs. Emerson like those uncles." Charlotte reached out and patted the girl's head.

"It's okay. They all call you Ms. Emerson. I'll call you Ms. Emerson too. I can't be special." This little girl was very pitiful.

Her father died in an accident. Her mother took all the valuables and ran away with her younger brother, m leaving her alone. The uncle next door pitied h her and took her to his house. But he didn't have much money himself. At first, he wanted to pay for her education, but the child was stubborn, saying that she didn't want to burden him more. So she followed him to work.

Charlotte knew that this kind of child wouldn't accept help from others. She could only secretly ask the uncle who took her in if he was willing to move to River City to work.

"Ms. Emerson, I know that you mean well. But I've been with my brothers here for so many years..." "Haih." Charlotte gave a bitter laugh.

She could understand, but she thought that the child was too pathetic.

The man scratched his head and said, "It's not that I'm not unwilling to provide her with a better living environment, but she's too sensible. You or maybe a kind family can adopt her." Charlotte was taken aback. "Are you reluctant to do that?" No, of course he wasn't reluctant to.

"Of course I'm reluctant to do that.

This girl eats and uses everything I pay for. Why would I not be om I reluctant?" The worker pulled the little girl to his side and said, "If you're really willing to find her a good family, I'll thank you on behalf of the brother next door!" Charlotte looked at the little girl.

Their eyes met.

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