Chapter 44 Vote For First Lady
The steely glare that bored all the way to the back of her head told her that Shane Fuller meant every word he said.
Charlotte had never seen this side of Shane before.
Her fingers began to quiver and she was left utterly gobsmacked. She had braced herself for facing the brunt of the consequences, but the thought of Emerson Corporation being implicated had never crossed her mind.
Emerson Corporation was the last thing that her mother had passed down to her. Under no circumstances would she let the company meet its downfall.
She bit her lip and met his stare. “Alright. I will do as you say.”
For her mother’s sake, she would find that person by hook or by crook.
Shane had not expected to see such determination in Charlotte’s eyes. He frowned and said sternly, “You may leave now.”
Charlotte’s lips parted to reply, but no words came to her. Deciding against it, she turned around and made her way out. Just as she was reaching the door, the heavy silence of her exit was broken. “This company strictly forbids romantic relationships between staff,” called out Shane.
Charlotte was flabbergasted. What did Shane mean by this?
Why was he bringing this topic up with her?
Charlotte stayed silent for a moment. Finally, she nodded in acknowledgment.
However, a whirlwind of questions was spinning in her head.
Putting that aside, her utmost priority now was to gather all the evidence she would need to clear her name and expose the ugly truth. It was going to take the world by storm.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
The doors shut with a thud and a click.
Feeling drained from the conversation, Shane leaned back in his chair and massaged the space between his eyebrows.
He had let his emotions get the better of him.
The situation was out of their hands, and the bid was already a lost cause. It was not at all worth questioning.
However, looking at that photograph of Charlotte with Christopher had ignited an involuntary fury within him.
The secretly taken photos captured an unmistakable glimmer in her eyes. She had a carefree expression, with not a hint of apprehension on her face.
Was he the only person this woman kept her guard up against?
Shane closed the tab, trying to quash the uncomfortable thoughts from his mind.
Bringing up the phone in his hand, he dialed Cole’s number. “Do something about the negative press on NC,” ordered Shane.
On the other end of the line, Cole had just left the DNA test lab. Hearing Shane’s request, he stammered, “Sir, whoever’s responsible for this must’ve had deep pockets. They’ve gotten all the major media outlets to cover the story.”
The public relations department in NC was going to have a tough time dealing with this fiasco.
“If this person doesn’t want a future in River City, we can see to that.”
Hearing this, Cole hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously, “Sir, would you like me to seek help from someone in the Fuller family?”
The only reply he got was a beeping sound on the speaker, leaving Cole puzzled.
Ever since its establishment, NC had always been shrouded in mystery. Would the president be willing to reveal their background for Charlotte’s sake?
Cole gave it some thought and decided it was best not to make assumptions about what the president was thinking. A small fry like him should simply do his best to fulfill his duties.
“Cole!”
A voice suddenly called out from behind, just as he was about to get in the car.
He turned his head to find Yuliana, who was donning an elaborate outfit, waving at him not too far away.
Cole couldn’t help but furrow his brows.
If he were to vote for Shane’s wife, he would definitely have chosen Charlotte.