Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte) novel Chapter 423

After arriving at the supermarket in the mall, Charlotte picked out Kendall and Sheryl's favorite juices. Other than the two of them, the rest of them didn't like drinking juices. Most of them liked tea and wine.

"Do you like this?" Shane pointed at the apple juice in her hand and said, "What a dumb consumer."

"Your daughter likes it more than I do," she answered, feeling helpless. "Don't you know what I usually like to drink?"

"Make a table when we go back."

Make a table?

Charlotte was stunned. She asked in disbelief, "You want a list?"

Shane nodded and said, "About what you like and don't like. What you usually do and will never do. Make a table out of them. I'll add what I like when you give it to me. That's faster."

It was very reasonable, but very much like working at the office...

Charlotte thought for a while and decided not to answer him for now. After all, it was quite tiring to make a table because it required a lot of thinking. If it wasn't necessary, she could just ignore it, unlike at the office. If she still had to make a table for dating purposes, she would go crazy for real.

She came to the cashier with the beverages in her arms. Shane handed his card to the cashier and put the drinks in a bag. He held the bag in his left hand and held her hand with his right hand. "Do you want to eat now?"

"Sure," she replied.

"What did you do in the past few months when you disappeared?" Shane asked the person beside him.

"Uh... Nothing much. I just combined the resources in my hands and found out that you actually hold an important position in a company overseas, so I immediately changed my target. In short, I think that logistics is very important, so I decided to construct a laboratory and study cold chain logistics and general logistics," Charlotte replied.

"Not bad. How much is the starting fund?"

"Three billion dollars. That's all my savings," she said with a wry smile. "If it doesn't work out, I'll be broke. By then, I'm afraid I may not be able to support myself anymore, let alone Sheryl."

"That's simple. I'll support you."

The only person in this world who could say that without any emotion was probably Shane.

Charlotte was speechless and amused. "I don't want you to support me."

"When you were away, you should have heard about the Emerson Corporation, right?" Shane changed the subject.

"Yea. At first, I thought you wanted to persuade me to come back, so I sped up my work. But later, I realized that you were quick but slow. Actually, I never understood why. With your ability, you could have easily finished off Christopher. So, why did you have to boil the frog?"

"Since you know that I'm boiling the frog, you should understand that it's the safest way for me to do so."

Charlotte pondered for a moment before nodding her head.

That was indeed the case.

Unless they directly killed Christopher, there was no point in using any other method to destroy him because nobody knew when Christopher would suddenly obtain another chance again. Therefore, if you constantly gave him chances, constantly allowed him to find opportunities, and cut off his wings when he was on the verge of death, you could avoid his unexpected retaliation.

The two of them arrived at the Korean restaurant. Rick and Kendall had already ordered the dishes. Kendall waved at Charlotte and said, "I ordered many of the dishes that you like. Look."

When Charlotte saw it, she was pretty surprised. "How did you know that I like to eat these?"

Kendall laughed. "I guessed it. Mr. Fuller has to learn from me. I don't have any special abilities, but I'm the best at guessing what people like."

Towards the end of the meal, Kendall drank a lot of alcohol. Perfect! Because no one could stop her from going crazy when she was drunk. Rick was afraid of bothering the owner, so he had to take her home first.

On the way home.

Kendall kept babbling. Rick ignored her babble and put her in the bathtub after they reached home. Just as he was about to take off her clothes, she muttered, "I don't like Rick..."

Was she finally confessing the truth after a few drinks?

Rick found it funny. He slightly pinched her nose and asked, "If it's not Rick, then who do you like?"

"I like meat buns..."

"If meat buns were a person, he would definitely want to marry you." Rick shook his head speechlessly and took off her clothes to help her

take a bath.

After a great deal of hard work, Kendall began to vomit.

Rick silently swore in his heart that he would never let her drink again. This girl's alcohol tolerance was too low.

It took him a lot of effort to finish taking care of her. Finally, he could rest for a while. Lying on the bed, he stared at the ceiling as if in a trance.

For some reason.

He was a little worried.

Not about Kendall, but Charlotte and Shane.