Chapter 164


    Chapter 164 He Kissed Me


    Joe suddenly moved. He stepped forward, pinched Charlotte’s chin, and kissed her deeply.


    Their lips rubbed against each other wantonly, and their ambiguous breaths mixed.


    Suddenly, there was a rusty smell. Joe felt pain and let go of Charlotte. He wiped his lips with his


    fingers. His fingers were suddenly stained with a dark red color.


    Joe sneered, “Charlotte, do you hate me so much now?”


    Charlotte was so angry that sheughed. “Maybe you don’t have a good memory, Mr. Smith. I’ll tell you


    again seriously that we’re divorced. And your wife is waiting for you at home. Don’t forget that she’s the


    one you’ve been longing for.”


    She didn’t want to guess why Joe kissed her. Was it because of his unattainable self-esteem or


    something else? She had climbed out of the abyss and didn’t want to fall back into it again.


    The first time was stupid, and the second time was hopeless.


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    Joe’s expression instantly turned gloomy. “Do you think I can’t get the woman I want?”


    “Then you can give it a try.” Charlotte looked at him firmly. “Although the Clinton Family is not very big,


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    protect a useless daughter. If Mr. Smith still thinks that I am the stupid Mia White from five years ago,


    you are very wrong.”


    As she spoke, a sarcastic look appeared on Charlotte’s face. “Besides. Mr. Smith, are you sure you


    want me? Don’t forget how you treated me with disdain back then and how much you bated me.”


    This was the first time since Joe had a memory that he had been kicked out of the house without any


    mercy.


    If it were in the past, he would have left. But now, looking at Charlotte’s angry face, he was not as


    angry as he had imagined.


    He was silent for a moment but did not move. “Since Miss Clinton does not want to talk about private


    matters with me, let’s talk about business. I believe that you, Miss Clinton are not such a person who


    can’t distinguish between public and private matters, are you?”


    If possible, Charlotte couldn’t wait to throw out the man in front of her right now. But she also knew that


    a 20-billion-dor contract was not something she could refuse if she wanted to.


    Charlotte took a deep breath and forced a professional smile. “Okay, what do you want to talk about?”


    “I want to see Moontide,” Joe raised his eyebrows and said.


    Charlotte’s movements paused slightly. She looked up at Joe and said, “Why do you insist on seeing


    Moontide? After all, she is just an architectural designer.”


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    “A project asrge as a resort needs to be handed over to a young architectural designer… Doesn’t


    Miss Clinton feel that your problems are somewhat unnecessary?” Joe was sitting neatly on the sofa. If


    it weren’t for the obvious wound on his lips, he would look like a boss who was serious about his work.


    Charlotte thought for a moment and said, “Okay. Moontide will appear at home next month. I can


    arrange for her to meet you then.”


    Joe looked at her with great interest and said, “I don’t know when the president of the Horizon Group


    became a designer’s agent.”


    He leaned slightly closer to Charlotte and said. “Or, is there secret rtionship between you and


    Moontide?”


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    “I’m just close to her. There’s no need to make wild guesses,” Charlotte said lightly. “Since we’ve


    finished our discussion, Mr. Smith, please leave.”


    Joe still wanted to say something, but Charlotte’s phone rang.


    Mrs. Vega sounded a little flustered on the other end of the line. “Sorry, Miss Clinton, I was dyed for


    a few days because of something at home. Now I cane back to work!”