Charlotte helplessly raised the corner of her lips and fixed her eyes on Sheryl's palm-sized face. She looked like Shane.
Three days later.
"Where are you?"
Charlotte glanced at the name on her phone. After confirming that it was Shane, she immediately answered obediently, "I'm at the office. I'm not slacking off."
In his own office, Shane, who was flipping through some files with his slender fingers, couldn't help twitching his mouth and said, "Come here."
"What's the matter? Hey—"
Charlotte looked at the suddenly disconnected phone with impatience. She pouted her red lips slightly and reluctantly walked out of the secretary's office.
Actually, she had been half-intentionally hiding from Shane for the past few days. Everything task Zoe gave her was quickly completed and handed back so that she could avoid making any contact with Shane.
When she saw Charlotte walk past her step by step, Zoe gave Charlotte a meaningful glance and smiled.
"Knock knock."
"Come in."