Chapter 604: Chapter 547: Not Fragrant At All


    After Kevin rk came back, he took off his coat in the entryway, and the hair was on his shirt. He had no idea when it got there.


    As he listened to Charlotte Lane calling his name softly, he broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.


    “Little girl. I, I don’t know,” Kevin rk seemed to be afraid that Charlotte Lane would leave, so he held her other hand first. “I’ve been in the office all day today, and I didn’t see anyone besides Juan Wright. Really. If you don’t believe me, go check Ryan Easton’s surveince.”


    Charlotte Lane looked at him without speaking.


    “I really don’t know how there could be hair,” Kevin rk’s expression at that moment was the epitome of helplessness, nervousness, and fear.


    His ears roared, and the view in front of him shrank, until he could only see Charlotte Lane.


    The restroom was spacious, but he felt the space waspressing, the surrounding air was gradually thinning, making it difficult for him to breathe.


    “Don’t be angry, don’t get excited. Your health is important,” Kevin rk said nervously. “Or hit me to vent your anger first.”


    Charlotte Lane looked at him for a moment, then threw the hair in her hand into the trash can nearby and washed her hands again.


    Kevin rk stood beside her, not daring to breathe, with his hands sweating and his mind somewhat short-circuited.


    He just stared nkly at her as she washed her hands.<div>


    After Charlotte Lane finished washing her hands, she dried them and looked at him again: “Kevin rk, if you dare to do something that betrays me, I’ll make you the housekeeper in rk Manor.”


    “I won’t,” Kevin rk looked at her seriously.


    Charlotte Lane raised her eyebrows and looked at him as well, saying: “I trust you.”


    Kevin rk’s muscles rxed a bit, followed by feeling drained of all energy, his fingertips trembling: “I’m sorry.”


    Charlotte Lane held his hand: “Let’s go have dinner.”


    …


    Kevin rk didn’t eat much for dinner, and after finishing, he went back to the North Court.


    Charlotte Lane didn’t go with him, as she and Natalie Wayne had a chat in the front courtyard. So Kevin rk went back first.


    On the way back, Kevin rk only wore a shirt, and threw his coat into the trash can outside. He called Juan Wright and asked him who he had met when he took his clothes.


    Juan Wright thought for a moment and said: “Morgan Mia, we shared an elevator. She left from the first floor, and I went to the parking lot.”


    “Why was she at thepany?” Kevin rk asked.


    “She was hired by Human Resources,” Juan Wright said.


    Kevin rk wouldn’t interfere in the recruitment of non-important positions, and the Imperial Capital Branch had a manager who was specifically responsible for operations.


    Kevin rk was mostly in charge of the technical part.


    He would only handle major events.


    “Did she dye her hair?” Kevin rk asked.


    He hadn’t seen Morgan Mia at rk Manor for quite some time, and he didn’t know if she had moved out or if she was still there but just hadn’te across her.


    “Yes, it’s red,” Juan Wright was puzzled by the question. “Third Master, what’s wrong?”


    “Fire her tomorrow,” Kevin rk said directly.<div>


    “Huh?”


    Kevin rk hung up the phone.


    After returning to the North Court, Kevin rk threw away the shirt he had taken off and went to take a shower.


    After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and nned to go to the front courtyard to find Charlotte Lane.<div>


    As soon as he opened the door, he saw Charlotte Lane standing outside the room, holding a tray and about to enter.


    Kevin rk took the tray from her first.


    “Did you take a shower?” Charlotte Lane raised her eyebrows.


    “Why didn’t you let someone else bring it?” Kevin rk asked.


    “I’m pregnant, not disabled,” Charlotte Lane entered the bedroom. “Are you really going to skip dinner?”


    “I didn’t have much of an appetite,” Kevin rk held her hand and sat down at the tea table on the balcony.


    Charlotte Lane sat down and said: “I personally brought it up from downstairs, do you have an appetite now?”


    “I do.”


    Charlotte Lane smiled: “You’re just a few years older than Charles Amos.”


    Kevin rk smiled too and picked up his chopsticks to eat.


    “When I said I trust you, I really meant it,” Charlotte Lane said.


    “I know,” Kevin rk replied, “Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have a chance to breathe now.”


    Charlotte Lane didn’t say anything further, sitting in the chair and looking at rk Manor through the French window. It wasn’t until Kevin rk finished eating that she looked outside and said: “So fragrant.”<div>


    “What?” Kevin rk asked.


    He ate all the food, even thetro that looked intentionally added to the soup.


    “You,” Charlotte Lane looked at him and said.


    Kevin rk blinked.


    Charlotte Lane’s eyes were filled withughter: “Time passes too slowly.”


    “What are you thinking about?” Kevin rk pinched her chin and shook it.


    “What do you think?” Charlotte Lane said.


    “Don’t even think about it,” Kevin rk replied, “I won’t cooperate.”


    Charlotte Lane grabbed his wrist, bit the tiger’s mouth, then threw it away, looked outside, and said coldly: “It’s not fragrant anymore.”


    Kevin rkughed, and reached out to touch her head.


    …


    Charlotte Lane didn’t ask about the hair incident afterwards.


    She even gradually forgot about it.<div>


    In April, during Charlotte Lane’s prenatal check-up, a minor problem was found.


    Then she was ordered to rest at home for a few days.


    Since Ryan Easton was busy during this time, Kevin rk couldn’t leave him.


    To make it easier to protect Charlotte Lane, Kevin rk transferred Alfie Ward from the M Continent and had him apany her at home in the meantime.


    When going out, Alfie Ward and Thomas Firway would protect her together.


    After her nap, Charlotte Lane was bored. So she and Alfie Ward walked around rk Manor.


    When the two of them climbed the arch bridge, Charlotte Lane saw Charles Amos running over.


    She grabbed him and said, “What day is today?”


    Charles Amos looked at her and said, “Tuesday.”


    “So… why are you at home at this time?”


    Charles Amos’s small hand touched her belly, thenughed: “To tell you… it may not be good for fetal education.”


    “Skipping ss, Charles Amos, you have a promising future,” Charlotte Lane whispered.


    “Hush,” Charles Amos’s index finger was pressed against his lips, “Don’t let my younger brothers and sisters hear. Just this once, I promise not to do it again. I have an urgent matter.”<div>


    As Charles Amos spoke, he gently let go of Charlotte Lane’s hand and ran off, shouting, “There won’t be a next time!”


    Charlotte Lane watched his retreating figure, sneered, and immediately called Finn rk to block him.


    As she made the call, she watched Charles Amos run along the riverside under the bridge, telling Finn rk where he might be going.


    As she watched, a figure entered her line of sight.


    Morgan Mia, whom she hadn’t seen for a long time.


    With a head of red hair.


    Charlotte Lane saw her red hair, and her eyes narrowed.


    The next moment, the hurried Charles Amos and Morgan Mia collided.


    Charles Amos immediately plunged towards the river.


    Alfie Ward saw that Morgan Mia deliberately collided with Charles Amos and gave him a push.


    Although it was subtle, she still saw it.


    When Charlotte Lane saw Charles Amos falling, her pupils shrank, and she immediately walked towards him.


    “Sister-inw, slow down,” Alfie Ward caught up with her.