Scarlett's POV:

 

I yawned.

 

"It's late now. Why don't you take a shower and go to bed?" A shadow of a smile appeared on Charles's handsome face, his eyes turning sharp.

 

"Okay. Goodbye now." I beamed and poked his face on the screen. "All right then. Let's hang up the video call."

 

But Charles remained on the line.

 

I raised my eyebrows at him. "What? Do you want to watch me take a shower?"

 

"That's an incredibly tempting offer."

 

"Oh, you wish!" I glared at him and, from his background, found that he was still out and about. "Go back to work."

 

"Don't stay up late, okay? Good night." After saying that, Charles's face gradually enlarged on the screen, and then the screen went dark. He planted a kiss on the camera, and I could not help grinning.

 

"Good night."

 

After hanging up our video call, I picked up my clothes and went to the bathroom. Then, my phone beeped. It was a message from Charles.

 

"I miss you so much," his text read.

 

I slept soundly the entire night.

 

Charles insisted that Richard accompanied me to my business trip to France. He told me that he was worried about my safety, and I did not want to fight him about it, so I just agreed.

 

"Scarlett, do you want to have meals with your colleagues or have a table of your own?" Tracy asked.

 

want to eat with my colleagues. But I think I'm going to attract too much attention if I bring all you three with me. You

 

frowned. "But what about me? I want

 

you can still keep an eye on me. Besides, Tracy likes one of my colleagues. I would like to introduce them." I turned around to look at Tracy who flashed me a confused look. I took

 

I don't remember liking one of your

 

go with it. I'll explain later." I winked at

 

me because I had noticed some subtle tension between Janet

 

Charles's POV:

 

in the morning, the first thing I saw was Scarlett's good morning text. I let it fill my heart with so much joy that I

 

they were witnessing a miracle. I did not

 

my office. "Sir, Rita has been waiting for you downstairs.

 

happy smile on my face died. "Tell her

 

nodded and

 

French windows in my office, picked

 

throat.

taking action. It won't be

 

I want this problem taken care of

 

"Yes, sir."

 

I left the company building and climbed into my car. It had been a long day. I leaned on the backseat

 

to a halt in the

 

at me through the rearview mirror. He appeared as startled

 

a car in front of us, which Rita got out

 

on

 

at my driver. "Ram

 

the middle

 

have her car towed

 

knocking on my

 

down, and met her eyes with a cold stare. "What do you

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