Second Marriage

Chapter 84 You can Have Her

He spoke for Kennedy?

No, how could Manfred speak for Kennedy? Usually Kennedy's attitude was not bad towards him, but

definitely it was not good.

"You and Kennedy did not know each other before, you need a lot of time to sharpen between you."

Charlotte shook her head, "I'm not crying because of him, you don’t need to speak for him."

Hearing this, Manfred was slightly stunned and smiled, "Good, I thought you guys were at odds again."

Charlotte did not say anything, hanging her eyes and taking soup.

She hung her head and her hair was scattered. She looked extremely well-behaved. Manfred raised his

hand and subconsciously wanted to stroke her head, but when he was about to touch her head, his

hand stopped.

He looked at Charlotte, and then looked at his palm, and finally withdrew his hand.

At this time, Manfred's cell phone suddenly rang, he took out the phone, "I'm going out to take a call."

"Mm."

After Manfred went out, Charlotte felt a lot more comfortable.

Although Manfred treated her extremely well, but after all they were not familiar, so Charlotte did not

feel at ease.

Now he had gone out, she turned around and ate in silence.

After about a minute, Manfred came in, "Charlotte, the company has some urgent matters and I have to

go back first. The maids will clean up when you finish. Later I will send a driver to send you back to the

Moore family."

Hearing that the company had an urgent matter, she said, “I have not asked the company for leave, I

……"

"You are sick like this, Kennedy will not take it into his heart. Take a rest."

After Manfred left, Charlotte realized that something was wrong.

She was now Kennedy's wife, how could she stay in Manfred's house? Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

If Kennedy found out, he would be angry.

She did have to avoid suspicion, otherwise people would gossip about Manfred.

So she finished the food as fast as possible.

When she got up, the maid came in.

"Ms. Wilson, have you finished your meal?"

Charlotte blushed slightly, “Yes, thank you for your hospitality, but I have an urgent matter today, I have

to go back first."

"Ms. Wilson, don't worry, the driver is on his way to pick you up."

Hearing that, Charlotte gave a start, "Driver?"

"Yes, the special driver of Mr. Manfred. He will send you back after he sent Mr. Manfred to the

company."

Charlotte paused, "No, it's too much trouble, I can go back by myself. Where is the bus stop near

here?"

The maid looked embarrassed, "Ms. Wilson, don't you need a car?"

Charlotte shook her head, "No, it's convenient for me to take the bus by myself, please tell me where

the station is."

Finally the maid had to personally send her to the bus stop, "This is it, Ms. Wilson."

"Thank you." Charlotte smiled at her.

The maid was flattered and shook her head, “Ms. Wilson, you are welcome. It's the first time Mr.

Manfred took a girl home, you can seize the chance.”

After saying that, without waiting for Charlotte's reaction, the maid left.

Charlotte froze in place, still thinking about the maid's words.

She looked embarrassed.

The maid seemed to be misunderstanding her relationship with Manfred.

*

Everyone did not expect there was a sudden emergency meeting of the company, and Kennedy

actually openly criticized the vice president in the meeting. The shareholders were dumbfounded,

completely unaware of what had happened.

Manfred at first was also puzzled, and then Kennedy always said harsh words towards him. Kennedy’s

eyes were sharp as a knife as if he had robbed Kennedy’s beloved baby. Manfred suddenly

remembered the woman who had food in his private villa, and slightly hooked up the corners of his lips.

As soon as the meeting was over, Manfred came forward.

"Kennedy, why are you angry?"

Kennedy sneered, "You don't have any awareness at all that the contract made such a big mistake."

Kenney always had his reasons. And it was true that there was a mistake in the contract.

"It is my fault, I am sorry."

"However, you are angry."

Kennedy's gaze was like a thorn, “Do you think that others are not qualified to be angry about what you

did wrong?"

"That's not true, I am just guessing the cause of your anger." Manfred smiled slightly and took two

steps forward, “When I went to the hospital this morning, I ran into Charlotte."

Hearing that, the veins on Kennedy's forehead jumped.

Manfred actually dared to mention it in front of him? What did he have in mind?

"Charlotte fainted, so I took her back."

As the words just fell, Manfred felt the coldness of Kennedy's body spread out uncontrollably, in a crazy

sprawling momentum.

Nathan noticed that the temper of Kennedy was not under control, and hurriedly came forward and

said, “Mr. Manfred, you went too far. Since Mrs. Moore fainted, why did you not take her to the hospital

but your house?"

He still spoke politely.

Manfred smiled faintly, "She ran away from the hospital, I thought there must be someone in the

hospital she didn't want to see, or something she wanted to escape from, or she didn't like the hospital.

If I still took her back, wasn't that harming her? Nathan, you have to think twice about doing things."

"So have you considered that she is my woman?"

"Do you mean that I should put the unconscious Charlotte out of my mind?"

"What are you saying?" Nathan was angry, "If she was sick, she needed to go to hospital. Can she not

go to the hospital if she doesn’t like it?"

"And why did you call Mr. Kennedy after finding out that Mrs. Moore had fainted?"

"You guys really are angry today. Kennedy, I just felt that your legs were inconvenient, so I didn't call

you. You won't blame me, right?"

Kennedy sneered, "What do you think?"

"I came to tell you that you can pick her up from work."

"She can stay wherever she wants. Is that kind of woman worth letting me go pick her up?"

Kennedy sneered again.

Manfred frowned slightly, this brother did not say about his true thought.

"The reason why I don't want you to approach her is because she is a woman who loves vanity and

she has the title of Mrs. Moore. I didn't say I care about her and want to go pick her up."

"Kennedy?"

"If you like her, you can go and tell Grandpa you want her."

“……"

Charlotte arrived at the company and inquired about where they were. Ehen she reached the door of

the conference room, she heard this sentence.

Standing in the doorway, she saw Kennedy inside.

The expression on his face was cold, and his eyes were as cold. Those words, like sharp thorns, stuck

deep in her heart.