Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte)

Chapter 157

"The person you should thank is Shane," Rick said bluntly.

He was a man of his word and didn't want to take credit for others' work. He had helped, but not as much as Shane had.

Charlotte still didn't understand, so Rick simply told her Shane's plans.

After his explanation, Rick ended profoundly with, "He may not necessarily be merciless to you."

"He might not be heartless to many people, but I'm different. I can be ruthless to a particular person." Charlotte thoroughly understood his theory and counterattacked with ease.

"You've gotten over it?"

"That would make me seem so heartless."

Rick smiled.

Charlotte walked out with him. "I can't talk about getting over it, but I don't have any feelings for Shane."

That moment, the door opened.

Cole was holding flowers at the door.

Charlotte was stunned for a moment before she smiled and said, "Are you here to congratulate me for not embarrassing myself?"

Cole nodded while Charlotte took the bouquet.

Shane was standing next to Cole, his hands behind his back. He looked at Charlotte.

"Thank you, Mr. Fuller," she said sincerely.

"I will do everything I promised. You're not the only one who has to meet the terms."

"I know."

They lapsed into silence again since they couldn't agree with each other.

Charlotte took the flowers and left, but Rick stayed behind. "You've already come with gifts, why didn't you give them to her?"

Shane lowered his hand and handed Rick a small box. "I don't need it anymore. If you like it, you can give it to Anne."

"Mr. Fuller, don't you get any ideas about my younger sister. She's just married your friend."

"I just thought you wouldn't be interested in anything I give you."

"So why can't I give it to someone else?"

"You know very well why."

Rick smiled and said, "Fine, I will give this gift to Anne, maybe Sheryl will like it too."

After he finished speaking, he walked to keep up with Charlotte.

Cole couldn't understand. "Mr. Fuller, you spent all day yesterday to buy it overseas. Now you're just going to give it to someone else just like that?"

"Didn't she say that she has no feelings for me?"

"But..."

"Or do you think that I should be like some college graduate and beg for a woman's attention?" Shane looked at the person next to him coldly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fuller. I definitely won't mention this to anyone else."

"You'd better not."

Cole's entire body trembled. He wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Shane was definitely jealous. He had given her the flowers, but not the gift. That was why Shane had been terrorizing Cole.

When it came to Ms. Emerson, Mr. Fuller had always been like this.

When Charlotte returned home, she went back to sleep.

She needed to make full use of her time to sleep. As long as she could, she would sleep. If she couldn't, then she would create an opportunity to sleep.

Anne originally wanted to take her out for a chat, but Anna changed her mind once she saw Charlotte looking like that. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

As soon as she left Charlotte's room, Anne was stopped by Rick. He took out a box and said, "Give this to Lottie."

"Is it from you?"

"No, it's from Shane."

"..." The corners of Anne's mouth were pulled up. "Rick, are you sending a gift for your love rival?"

"Charlotte said that she didn't have any feelings for Shane, and Shane happened to hear that. The gift he had prepared was probably expensive, so throwing it away would definitely be inappropriate. He asked me to give it to you, but..."

At this point, Anne had already opened the box.

It was a purple diamond brooch.

Anne was stunned. "Purple diamonds? Rick, purple diamonds don't exist, right?"

"Y Country recently extracted a 9.17-carat ore. After refining it, it should be about the same size as the purple diamond on that brooch."

"How much would that cost?"

"The pink diamond mine discovered a few years ago was about 200 million dollars. If you adjust based on size, this should be at least 20 million dollars. It's a collectible for sure."

Charlotte could never have imagined that the value of Shane's brooch would be much higher than the sum of all the shares she had just obtained.

Anne had no expression on her face. "So, my dear brother, do you want me to tell Charlotte that I bought her a brooch worth 20 million dollars?"

Rick smiled and said, "What you say has nothing to do with me."

Anne wanted to swear.

In the end, she came up with a good idea.

It was said that from that day on, a small brooch appeared on Sheryl's chest. When someone asked her where she bought it, she answered crisply that her godmother had bought it on eBay.

However, Anne had already told Sheryl that she couldn't wear it to kindergarten. Hence, the little girl would only wear it on weekends and during private tutoring classes.

When Charlotte found out about this, she wanted to transfer some money to Anne. She could tell that the brooch was of good quality, and the design style was pretty. It had obviously cost a lot.

"I bought it online." Anne tilted her head with a guilty look on her face.

"Anne, although I'm in some financial trouble now, I was rich once. I can still distinguish between cheap goods and luxury goods."

"Ah, stop asking. In any case, I have given it to Sheryl, and I wasn't the one who paid for it."

Charlotte suddenly thought that the brooch might have been something that Rick bought for Sheryl. She sighed, "Tell your brother not to spend too much next time. I feel so bad. The company is still at the development stage, and he..."

Blah, blah, blah.

Anne listened to Charlotte's nagging for five or six minutes. She really had no choice but to find an excuse to escape.

"These people really knew how to waste money," Charlotte thought.

She really must not let this kind of influence affect Sheryl.

However.

It seemed that Sheryl truly liked the brooch and didn't care about the extravagant value of it, so Charlotte didn't forbid her to wear it.

In a blink of an eye, it was Sunday.

She was working overtime at the office when a private tutor called and told her that Sheryl had been taken away by someone who claimed to be her father.

Charlotte blurted out, "She doesn't have a father."

"Er, Sheryl calls him Daddy... So we didn't stop him from taking her."

Sheryl only called one person Daddy.

Had it been Shane?

Why had he suddenly gone to pick Sheryl up?

Also, how did he know that she was there?

Charlotte bit her lip. She thought that it shouldn't be too big of a problem for Sheryl to be with Shane. She still had some work on her hands, so she would think about it after she was done.

Although Shane didn't know that Sheryl was his child, blood was thicker than water. He wouldn't hurt her.

Charlotte took a deep breath and continued to work.

In a car at the tutor's building.

Sheryl was sitting on the front passenger seat with some ice cream in her hand. She took small licks while her little feet swayed under her. Her cheeks were flushed and she was very content.

"Daddy, I haven't seen you in a long time." The kid whined piteously as she ate.

"Do you miss Daddy?"

"Of course, especially since after Mommy went abroad. After she came back, she had been very busy, and no one could play with me." Sheryl lowered her head.

Shane handed her the child's mobile phone that he had prepared. "Whenever you miss Daddy, press the red button. Within an hour, I'll come to you."

"Really? Can I call you over at home too?"

"Of course."

"That's great!"

"But if your Mommy disagrees, you can press the blue button and call me."

Sheryl nodded vigorously.

After finding out that Sheryl was his daughter, he had a deeper affection for the little girl in front of him.

Just looking at her chubby little face was a wonderful feeling.

"Sheryl, do you miss Great-grandma?"

"Yes! I miss her a lot!"

"Let's go then see her then."

Along the way, Sheryl was talking about what happened when she went abroad and after she came back.

She mentioned Rick too. According to her, Rick was a very good person.

He knew a lot of things and he was interesting. He would play with her too.

Although Rick was as busy as her Mommy, he always took time to play with her and taught her how to play with building blocks.

The more Shane listened, the colder his eyes became.

At a red light, he asked, "Who treats you better, me or Uncle Rick?"