Second Marriage

Kennedy did not continue further, but Charlotte knew his words were full of blatant threats. She was feeling slightly indignant. She had quitted her job because of him and now she had to follow him everywhere all day.

They had promised to stay out of each other’s business at first, yet they were now being forcibly tied together, and Charlotte was unwilling to do that.

However, she did not say a word as her current situation was too awkward.

They walked past the main gate without saying anything along the way and Kennedy who was wheelchair-bound was helped into the car. Charlotte subconsciously intended to board the car too but was stopped by Nathan. “Miss Wilson, this car is special for our young master.”

Charlotte was startled and she asked, “What do you mean?”

Kennedy turned his head towards her and there was contempt in his calm and deep eyes. “You’re not yet fit to become my assistant.”

Hearing him, there was a change in Charlotte’s expression. “What? Then why did you promise grandpa just now?”

Kennedy ignored her and moved his eyes away while Nathan was ready to close the car door with an expressionless face. Charlotte extended her hand to block the closure and questioned Kennedy. “What about me when you left? Grandpa…”

Having mentioned Reynold, cruelty flashed across Kennedy’s eyes. He then squinted and stared at her with a dangerous look.

“Nathan, tell her the route and let her walk there by herself.”

Charlotte was completely speechless.

How could someone have such an obnoxious demeanor?

Nathan informed her of the route emotionlessly and closed the car door indifferently.

“Miss Wilson, I wish you good luck.”

After saying those words, the car was driven away.

Charlotte was left standing alone in the wind in front of the gate. The guards who witnessed that were looking at her with sympathy.

Having faced those sympathetic looks, Charlotte felt her heart wrenched.

She then clenched her fists with determination.

It’s no big deal walking there by herself after all.

Meanwhile in the car, Nathan asked, “Sir, won’t it be too much to treat her like that?”

Kennedy frowned and replied coldly. “So do you want to get out of the car to accompany her?”

expression, Nathan said, “Pretend I

Yet with just a glance he retrieved his stare. He seemed to have remembered something after a moment and

surveillance camera along that road, and coincidentally the rain was heavy that day. The night was too dark and even the pedestrians were hard to be seen. But, if you’re willing to give me some more time, I’m sure we could find

as it was his order, Nathan could always

out he could not

with a stern look, he said, “It’s been a month. If it

an anonymous woman to get pregnant

it. I’ll ask someone to keep an eye on what’s happening in

lowered his

with any woman, and the woman

had

to arrive at the

was barred from entering as she did not

resembled

company being a monopoly had propelled the economic development of the city. B City which was still an insignificant small city fifteen years ago was now

easy to enter the building of such a huge company as one

inform Kennedy Moore I’m

desk glanced at her disdainfully. “What nonsense are you talking about? Mr. Moore never needed an assistant, and this is known by everyone from the company. I know you want to seduce

Kennedy had already thought of that

Someone like you is not even fit to become a

even more disdainful look

she’s wearing. She actually has the ball to say she’s the president’s assistant when she doesn’t

really

leave now, we’re gonna call the

bit her lower lip, lowered her eyes and looked at the dress she was wearing.

being bought from a stall when she went to a night market. Her monthly salary during that time was not enough and she was always frugal in

these years, she deemed herself to have lived

criticized by those people straight to the face today,

all dressed up...” Everyone was looking at her with a disdainful look and Charlotte grew more and more abashed. As she was biting her lower lip and was

“What’s going on?”

turned around and met a pair of amiable

“Vice President!”

“Mr. Moore!”

was Manfred Moore, Kennedy’s

slightly surprised when she saw him.

towards her and asked with a gentle voice,