Love You, Spoil You novel Chapter 30

But if she turned around and left now, she would be blamed.

When she was in a dilemma, Monica spoke again.

"Oliver has been with a lot of women in the past few years. Men always have needs to be solved."

Charlotte was not used to Monica's sudden generosity.

"But..."

Monica put down the toast in her hand and changed the subject.

"Now that I'm back, Oliver can't have other dubious women around him anymore."

The words stabbed into Charlotte's heart, which meant that she was a dubious woman.

She raised her head and stared at Monica. Monica saw it coincidently.

"What? Are you still not convinced? Don't you know who you are? I'm the future hostess of this house. "

The more Monica said, the more hateful she became. She hadn't forgotten what happened last night. How could she miss this opportunity to make fun of others?

Charlotte opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. Yes, who was she? The woman in front of her was Oliver's fiancee, the future hostess of the family.

Looking at the frustrated look on Charlotte's face, Monica was finally in a better mood and had a better appetite. She continued to eat the rich breakfast in front of her.

Charlotte stood at the door of the dining room, staring blankly at the floor. Nobody knew what she was thinking.

When Oliver went downstairs, he saw such a Charlotte.

"Don't dawdle. Go to work now."

After seeing Monica in the dining room, Oliver took a meaningful look at Charlotte and then went to work with taking her.

Along the way, the two of them were silent.

Finally, when they were about to arrive at the company, Charlotte spoke in a low voice.

"Is Monica really your fiancee?"

Although when Monica mentioned it, Oliver was present and didn't refuse this matter, Charlotte just wanted an accurate reply. She didn't know why she was entangled with this question.

Charlotte rubbed her clothes nervously and didn't dare to look up at Oliver's expression. She could only close her eyes and wait for the answer. She even panted softly for fear that she would miss something.

After waiting for a long time, there was a burst of silence.

The car stopped steadily at the entrance of the company.

"Go."

Standing beside the car, Oliver took a look at Charlotte, who was still in a daze in the car. He turned around and walked into the company.

Leaving Charlotte, who was lost in various fancies and conjectures, a little embarrassed.

Did she say it in a low voice that Oliver didn't hear? Or in fact, he just wanted to avoid this question, or... Did he think it's unnecessary to explain to her?

Either way, Charlotte thought she was so stupid to ask such a question just now.

She lowered her head and followed him, deliberately dawdling not to take the same elevator with Oliver.

When she got there, she found that Oliver was waiting for her outside the elevator.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle."

He complained in disgust and went into the elevator, waiting for Charlotte.

The elevator door slowly closed, leaving all kinds of peeping eyes outside. The elevator was the most embarrassing place, and the situation in the elevator could be clearly reflected from all directions.

She could only lower her head to her chest, trying to hide herself in the corner to reduce the sense of existence.

The direct result was that Charlotte didn't do much work the whole morning and couldn't help thinking too much.

'Why didn't Oliver want to explain the relationship between him and Monica? Oliver has already had a fiancee, why did he still come to provoke me, staying with me every day... Roll on the bed!'

This time, her identity was rather embarrassing. Suddenly, a word came out of her mind, "mistress!"! Charlotte was frightened by her own thoughts.

Wasn't she a mistress now?

But on second thought, she was sold to Oliver...

Charlotte rubbed her hair with all her strength. She dared not continue to think about it. The more she thought about it, the more unnecessary she thought her existence was.

"Charlotte!"

Mandy's voice suddenly rang in Charlotte's ears, which made her jump up from her seat.

"Mandy..."

She picked up the chair which was kicked by her in a hurry.

"Have you finished your work?"

Mandy came here to fetch the materials that she asked Charlotte to sort out this morning.

"I... Am... Not yet... "

She had been in a daze just now. How could she have time to sort out any documents?

"But I'll finish it soon."

She said with a guilty conscience, sat down in a hurry and continued to sort things out.

When Mandy came here just now, she saw at a glance that Charlotte was in a daze. At this moment, she could only sigh helplessly.

"This is what Mr. Oliver wants to see. You'd better explain it to him yourself."

Oliver had always been strict with his subordinates. When he said that one must sort out the documents in a few minutes, then if the person delayed for one minute, the consequences would be serious.

She had no choice but to enter Oliver's office with Mandy.