My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 1525 Meeting

The subordinate then drove to South Sea Hotel.

Bruce, who was seated in the front passenger seat, was baffled. Why did Mrs. Nacht rush out in such a hurry? Why is Mr. Nacht going after her? What happened? Should I tell Mrs. Nacht about this?

“Don’t you dare think of telling her about this,” the fake Zachary warned furiously, having read Bruce’s mind. “I hope you know who you’re actually loyal to.”

At that, Bruce hung his head and muttered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Zachary” then shot him another glare before returning his focus to the road, seemingly plagued by bad thoughts.

Meanwhile, Charlotte had arrived at South Sea Hotel with Morgan.

Michael had been waiting for her for quite a while. When he saw her, he swiftly walked over and greeted, “Charlotte!”

you waiting

frowned before turning to scan her surroundings. Fortunately, there was no one suspicious

Michael further into the building before whispering, “The whole world is watching us now. I’m even going out with just one person and an ordinary car to avoid catching other people’s attention. Why are you still standing at the entrance to meet me? What if someone caught

Unlike Charlotte, Michael was calm. “How are things on your side, Charlotte? I heard that Mr. Nacht

back.” Charlotte nodded. “Let’s go upstairs before we continue

Michael then led Charlotte to the restaurant. There was no one else around but them, for he had

the exquisite desserts, he stood to

asked, “Charlotte, what’s going on? Why are there so many scandals spreading around? What’s going

incident has affected you greatly. I took a peek at the Browns’ shares on my way here, and it seems that the shares have plummeted by quite

isn’t functioning as well as it used to be. I’ve poured in my blood, sweat, and tears to stabilize the company in the

blame for this,” Charlotte muttered apologetically. “This has nothing to do with you; I don’t know why those media companies wanted

your fault,” Michael said. “It’s obvious that someone is setting us up. They’re planning