Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte) novel Chapter 303

Cole's men quickly arrived at the warehouse and ensured there were no hidden listening devices. Then they guarded Zoe and Charlotte and prepared to leave. As for the other workers, they need to wait on site. Since the duration of the project was short, it wasn't a big issue for them to stay at Castleton for a few more days.

Shane and Peter's well- being were the most important.

The Golden Hour to rescue someone is usually 72 hours, that was three days.

Cole immediately sent someone to investigate the signal from Charlotte's phone. After he found out where Shane went missing, he went down to the mountains. However, he did not find any sign of him, not even a single trace of blood.

This was good news, at least it meant he and Peter did not die.

The next day, they found some dead bodies. They were all workers, but they still didn't find Shane and Peter.

However, Charlotte's heart still ached for the workers who died. She stared at the bodies of the men who had joked with her before. Her body couldn't stop trembling especially when she saw the little girl's uncle and she fell to the ground.

"How could this be..."

He was such a good person. Why did God treat him like this?

Zoe quickly held her up. "Lottie, these people had nothing to do with us. Don't be too sad."

Nothing to do with her?

They might have just met not long ago but Charlotte still had developed a personal connection with them.

Charlotte held back her sadness and she leaned against Zoe's shoulder in pain.

The little girl was brought by the police to identify the bodies. She recognised her uncle at a glance. She was much calmer in comparison to Charlotte. She even comforted her saying that her uncle was in a better place.

Now even Zoe felt that there was something wrong with this little girl. How could she be so calm?

Of course, she was too embarrassed to ask why the little girl was so calm. It would seem like she was judging her.

Charlotte finally calmed down. She walked out to the hotel's balcony and stared into the distance.

Many people suffered this time. There was no way she could cover this up. If she were to take the opportunity and establish policies that were beneficial to the workers, she would get backlash from some people.

But if she didn't do anything, she would feel guilty. They all died for nothing.

She knew in her heart, even if Shane died, it would be a matter of karma.

But those people...

"Lottie, don't overthink it. If you really feel bad, we can compensate the victim's families." Zoe was a very indifferent person. She couldn't empathise with these people like Charlotte.

"I can give them money, a year's salary or even compensate them for the rest of their lives. But a wife lost a husband and a child lost a father and those who don't have families, what about them?"

"This..."

"The people that died may just look like numbers to us. We see them as numbers so we use numbers to make up for it. But they were all people."

As she spoke, it hit a sore spot in her heart. She felt as if someone had hit her on the chest. Her eyes turned red and she felt short of breath.

They were all living people.

Zoe immediately understood Charlotte's feelings. She wanted to say something to comfort her but all she said was, "I'm sorry."

Charlotte shook her head. "There is no right or wrong in emotions. You have your opinion and I have mine. I'm just trying to find the most ideal way to deal with this."

In this world, it seemed that the poor were dependent on the rich but without the poor, there would be no meaning in being rich. She just wanted to find the middle ground.

She didn't want to be the one who was at the top.

On the third day.

It was the most crucial hour.

Charlotte had not slept for more than 24 hours. There had been no news for 48 hours. She stood alone on the balcony and stared at the buildings. Zoe had tried every method possible to persuade her to eat.

Even Zoe couldn't resist the temptation to eat. Charlotte, on the other hand, didn't even look at the food.

As time went by, it was getting dark and 72 hours had passed.

Zoe also no longer had the mood to tend to Charlotte. She sat on the balcony and waited for the news together.

At night, in the hotel.

Cole pushed open the door. "Ms. Emerson, Ms. Watson, we've found them."

In an instant, Charlotte turned around and stared at him. "Are they dead or alive?"