Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte) novel Chapter 95

The next day, Charlotte arrived at the company early in the morning. Before she even sat down, she was informed an emergency meeting was to be held.

"Why do you think there's a meeting so early in the morning? Can't they let us have a good rest?"

Quincy complained to her colleague irritatedly. She deliberately nudged Charlotte with her elbow when she walked past her.

"Ah! I'm sorry, it was an accident."

Quincy covered the corner of her mouth with her hand and looked surprised. She sneered at Charlotte's coffee-stained clothes and left.

"Are you all right? Do you need to ask Director Emerson for a leave to go home and change your clothes?"

Her colleague, who was trembling with fear, suddenly felt a sense of pity for Charlotte.

"I'm fine. Let's go."

Charlotte watched coldly as Quincy left. She simply used a paper towel to dry her clothes.

Fortunately, she was wearing a black pantsuit, so nobody could see the stain on her clothes without looking carefully.

"Lottie, sit over here."

Elaine saw the white stain on Charlotte's clothes as she walked over, she couldn't help but chuckle. "The Emerson Corporation might not be as big as the Fuller Group. But it's still a pioneer enterprise. As its chief designer, you'd manage to mess yourself up this way."

Charlotte just glanced at her coldly. She casually chose a seat far away from Elaine and sat down.

Elaine rolled her eyes and forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart. However, she remained a poker face.

"Since everyone is here, I'll make the announcement now." Elaine purposely paused for a few seconds. Her gaze swept across the faces of the staff from the Department of Design and finally landed on Charlotte. She continued, "I'm sure everyone knows about the famous Mr. Mrit?"

"Of course we've heard of him. He is the talk of the design world. I've also heard that he's here to find the perfect design."

Quincy explained arrogantly as if to show off her intelligence.

"Yes, that's him. Now the Emerson

Corporation needs a design on the frontlines. You will have one day to work on it. Who is willing to take on this task?"

Elaine glanced at everyone calmly, shaking her right leg, as if she was waiting for an answer.

There was a dead silence in the room, even Quincy, who was eager to flaunt her expertise just now, shut up.

A few minutes later, Elaine turned to look at Charlotte who was opposite her and pretended to be gentle and asked, "Lottie, do you think you can do it?"

"She's the Chief designer. Of course, it wouldn't be a problem. How can people who know nothing like us gain Mr. Writ's recognition?"

As soon as Quincy finished her words, she noticed a pair of cold eyes on her.

"Quincy, if I'm not wrong, your major is design in college, right? But now, you're saying you know nothing about it. Does the Emerson Corporation just hire anyone from the streets?"

Her words made Quincy swallow back her words and a hint of embarrassment flashed through her eyes.

Elaine's face was dark as well. After all, she was the one that brought Quincy into the company. She had several of her own people in each department.

"Since Charlotte isn't willing to accept it, then..."

Before Elaine could finish her words, she was interrupted by Charlotte, who had a stony expression on her face.

"Who says I don't want to do it?" Charlotte glanced at Quincy, who looked uncomfortable, and continued, "I don't want to be ridiculed by others and I won't force myself to do something I don't want to."

Charlotte chose to take on this thorny project because she wanted to lead the Emerson Corporation even further.

"Alright."

Elaine stood up with a smile. The corners of her mouth quirked up into a faint smile. She walked towards Charlotte's side and said, "I hope you can help the Emerson Corporation do better."

"Of course."

Charlotte glared back at her coldly. Then, she stood up and left.

"Director Emerson, look at her. I'd like to see what she can come up with!"

"Let's call it a day."

Elaine said slowly to the group of people in the room and left the meeting room.

When Charlotte returned to her office, she immediately isolated herself from the rest of the people and started to work on her computer.