Chapter 88


    "Do you have anything else to ask?"


    "What else do you want me to ask?" Christopher wasn''t at all afraid of Shane, who was the most


    powerful man in River City. He suddenlyughed in a low voice. "Shane, we brothers should get


    together sometime."


    "Alright."


    Christopher stood up gracefully after he got his answer. He walked towards the door, then stopped


    without turning around.


    "I don''t like it when people specte about me and I won''t specte about others as well."


    With that, he closed the door and left Shane in silence. With the closing of the door, the sound came


    to an abrupt end.


    Shane looked out the window coldly with his hand in his pocket. He looked like a king overseeing


    his country.


    At this moment, in the Emerson family.


    Charlotte brought her suitcase down from the taxi. She sneered when she saw the vi''s tightly shut


    doors.


    She didn''t care how hard the future would be, she was willing to do whatever it takes to get what


    she wanted.


    "Who are you looking for?"


    At the front door, the butler nced at her in confusion. There was a trace of annoyance in his eyes


    as he yawned. He clearly had no intention to open the door.


    "ine Emerson."


    "Madam is taking a nap now. You can wait outside for a while."


    The butler couldn''t help but rolled his eyes at Charlotte''s in clothes. "The Emerson family is not a


    ce for the homeless anyways," he muttered under his breath.


    The coldness in Charlotte''s eyes stunned the butler for a second.


    "I''m at the door."


    Charlotte picked up her phone and dialled a number as she looked at the butler''s adamant attitude.


    She didn''t expect thendline was still the same after so many years...


    The corner of Charlotte''s mouth curled up in a bitter smile. This string of numbers was probably the


    only thing she''s familiar with within this vi.


    "Lottie! Come in quickly. Didn''t Mr. Fuller send


    you here?"


    ine slowly descended from the flight of stairs in the living room.


    Charlotte clutched her luggage tightly with patience. Her hatred for the woman was written all over


    her face.


    "Shane has a job. Besides, I''m not a woman who hinders a man from sess, am I?"


    Charlotte suddenly became intrigued and addressed Shane intimately. Her mood turned for the


    better when she saw ine''s powdered face warped up.


    "Open the door."


    "Lottie, your father is waiting for you at home.


    Come in quickly."


    Charlotte must admit it was impressive how fast this woman was able to change her character all


    the time. It was almost miraculous.


    "You''re finally here. Since you''re back, you''d better behave yourself."


    Timothy''s voice sounded a little short of breath.


    "I''m back because not back because you''re threatening me. Timothy, I''m going to work in the


    Emerson Corporation."


    Charlotte suddenly raised her head. The unfamiliar look in her eyes made him swallow back his


    insults.


    "Timothy, Lottie''s just concern for you. Now... calm down. You have to look out for your health."


    ine put her hand on Timothy''s heaving chest and made a weak attempt to calm him down.


    She would not allow this sick man or anyone else to ruin her ns.


    "Timothy, Charlotte''s mom did leave her 10% of thepany''s shares, so she''spletely eligible


    to enter thepany."


    "Cough! Cough!"


    Timothy pointed at Charlotte and said breathlessly, "Since you''ve made up your mind, cough, you''ll


    have to start from the bottom."


    ine''s hand, which was holding onto Timothy, suddenly froze. The smirk on her lips became


    evident as she nced at Charlotte from a distance.


    "I don''t want to."


    Charlotte clenched her fists slightly and put down the luggage in her hands.


    ine red at Charlotte viciously and immediately put on the "perfect mother" act. "Lottie, your


    father means well for you. It''s good to start from the beginning."


    "I have ten per cent of the shares in my hand. You should know its importance, right? Besides, I''m


    capable of being the chief designer. So, why should I work from the bottom?"


    Charlotte paused coldly. Her gaze shifted between ine and the man who was supposed to be her


    father. Then, she continued with a condescending smile, "Do you think I''m unaware of the reason


    you want me back? I''m no longer the meek Charlotte from five years ago. So, you can stop your act


    before me."


    "Timothy..."


    Charlotte turned around without any hesitation. She tugged the safe deposit box behind her and


    entered the small vi her mother used to live.


    Her eyes glistened with tears as she stood there once again...


    "Lottie, let mommy see what you drew?"


    "Mommy, look, I''m going to be a designer when I grow up. I''ll let the whole world see my


    creations, just like grandpa."


    Every step this woman took revealed her elegance and calmness. She always had a kind smile on


    her face. She reached out her hand to touch Charlotte, who was just as tall as the table, and said


    encouraging "Okay, my Lottie always makes mommy proud..."


    Charlotte stood quietly next to the old-fashioned table and gently grazed her hands across the


    markings.


    In the Fuller Group, the work chat group was being sted with messages.


    "I didn''t expect that not only is Mr. Fuller a hard worker, but he''s also a good husband and father."


    "I saw that the little girl resembles Mr. Fuller a lot. The mother of the child must be a beautiful


    woman."


    Cole calmly read through the messages in the group chat with a small smile on his face.


    The president''s wife was right in front of them.


    Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    "Daddy, do you want some cream? It tastes great."


    Sheryl stood on her tiptoes and shoved the cream cake to Shane''s mouth. Her big, puppy eyes


    were filled with expectations.


    Shane put down the pen in his hand, surprisingly, he opened his mouth to eat the cake Sheryl fed


    him.


    "Mr..."


    Cole knocked on the door but he stopped instantly. He stared at the scene before him with disbelief.


    He rubbed his eyes to make sure that it wasn''t a dream.


    If he wasn''t mistaken, that cake was bought by himself.


    He remembered very clearly that his dear president hated desserts the most!


    Who could exin to him the events that happened before his very eyes?


    "What''s the matter?"


    Shane didn''t even raise his head.


    "Mr. Fuller, the meeting is starting in three minutes,"


    Cole answered weakly. He noticed the little girl in Shane''s arms ncing at him oddly. "Mr. Fuller,


    why don''t you let me look after little Miss. You can go attend the meeting." Cole offered without a


    second thought.


    "No, I''ll take her with me."


    Shane didn''t notice Cole was so shocked, his jaw almost dropped. He raised his eyebrows and


    continued with a menacing look in his eyes, "Is there a problem?"


    "N...no."


    He wouldn''t dare to have a problem.


    "Daddy, what is a meeting? Can I really go?"


    Sheryl looked at him in confusion. Before Shane answered, she continued, "Is it like the parental


    meeting Mr. Tall gave me?"


    "Who is that?"


    Shane suddenly raised his eyebrows. ording to his investigation, Charlotte didn''t have any


    brothers or cousins.


    Sheryl lowered her head as she suddenly had a gloomy feeling. "Daddy, are you jealous? Mommy


    is yours now. You don''t have to be afraid," she said softly.


    Shane''s lips twitched a few times as he stared at this mischievous kid. She was simply a mini


    version of Charlotte.