“Really?” Sharon chuckled in amusement. “You're way too serious, Zachary.”
Zachary smiled faintly at her. “I'm definitely never as friendly as you are.”
“That's for sure.” Sharon raised an eyebrow and laughed.
The two seemed so close and intimate, and it was evident that they shared a great mutual understanding.
Everyone gazed at them profoundly, for this was indeed a sight to behold.
After all, the two were childhood sweethearts, and their families were perfect for one another. If they were to join in marriage, both sides would only benefit each other greatly.
The Blackwoods especially looked forward to this.
Watching the scene before her, Charlotte felt as though an infinite number of cats were scratching at her heart. It felt agonizing.
Stay calm, Charlotte. Stay calm. Stay calm!
Then, along with the other secretaries, she carefully and politely placed the documents in front of everyone before preparing to take her leave.
Then, Mr. Sterk noticed her. “Charlotte? You're back,” he remarked amicably.
“Yes, Mr. Sterk.” Charlotte smiled and nodded lightly.
“That's good to know.” Mr. Sterk seemed pleased. “Do your best.”
“I will!” Charlotte put the documents down and subconsciously glanced at Zachary, only to notice the man gazing at Sharon. The two seemed to have excellent chemistry as they communicated with their eyes.
With a tremble of her hand, Charlotte accidentally knocked Mr. Sterk's teacup out of its place.
Clang! The teacup fell over on the table, spilling its contents over Mr. Sterk and Charlotte's thigh.
Charlotte's thigh instantly burned in pain.
“Ahhh!” Mr. Sterk jumped to his feet and inhaled sharply.
“I'm so sorry!”
Disregarding the pain on her thigh, Charlotte immediately apologized to Mr. Sterk and began to clean up the mess.
“Are you alright, Mr. Sterk?” Lucy rushed over and growled at Charlotte. “What is wrong with you? Get out!”
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