Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife novel Chapter 55

"If you don't trust me, I'll write you an IOU. I'll pay you back after I leave!" He was staring at her. Charlotte could tell the distrust in his eyes, so she couldn't wait to step forward.

"Stop!"

Charlotte stopped upon hearing the order. She looked at him, without knowing what to do.

"Step back."

Charlotte didn't know what was happening, but she still turned around slowly because it was Kennedy who was speaking.

And then?

"Get out." Kennedy ordered sternly.

"What's happening? I thought we still have a problem to be solved." Charlotte said to herself. However, she realized that they were in the company and Kennedy was the boss, so she had no choice but to leave the office.

Back to her own workplace, Charlotte suddenly remembered that Gerald had been assaulted in the cafe on the other day. Kennedy proclaimed he would make Gerald a cripple someday. Charlotte was thinking if Kennedy really meant it.

She hoped not.

She opened her laptop and was ready to work hard, but she was sleepy in less than two minutes.

No way! Charlotte supported her head with both hands. She was an assistant, and she had to work. She braced herself up and read the files for quite a while. Finally, her sleepy head fell on the hard surface of the table with a loud noise.

Boom!

Charlotte was awakened, hands on her swollen forehead.

"Ouch!"

She had no more patience for the files. The only thing she wanted was to stand up and have some coffee.

When she was back with a cup of coffee in her hand, she found a familiar figure coming out of the elevator.

"Charlotte."

It's Kennedy's big brother, Manfred.

"Hello, Mr. Manfred."

Charlotte greeted him in a hurry. She knew clearly who she was, so she called him Mr. Manfred, just like everyone else in the company.

Manfred walked to her. He was wearing a white shirt, looking warm and modest.

"Just call me Manfred. We're family. Is Kennedy here?"

Charlotte nodded. "He's in the office."

"OK."

Manfred glanced at Charlotte before he left. Then he chuckled and whispered, "Next time, you should drink less. It's bad for your health."

Charlotte seemed surprised when she heard it. She asked, "What do you mean, Mr. Manfred?"

She wondered why he knew she drank too much, or did she still have the smell with her?

"I happened to meet you and Kennedy when you were back last night."

Manfred suddenly raised his hand and rubbed her head, and said, "You shouldn't have drunk that much, it's bad for your stomach and your skin."

Then he left for Kennedy. Charlotte stood still for a long time before she reached out and touch the bottom of her hair.

She was so shocked that Manfred just rubbed her head.

To be frank, Manfred was a really nice gentleman. He always wore a tender expression and spoke softly. In addition, he was also quite a handsome looking man…

Charlotte patted herself on the head.

What was she thinking?

"Why would I care about him?" She thought to herself.

She woke up and took a seat as soon as she realized how inappropriate that was.

Manfred stayed in Kennedy's office for quite a while. Charlotte wondered what they were talking about. She had a hunch that something bad was going to happen.

Ten minutes later, the elevator door opened again, and several people came out. As soon as Charlotte could tell who they were, she understood where her bad hunch came from.