Chapter 8 Since When Did You Learn to Cook?
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Charlotte called her bestie Sally Jones to help her without even having lunch. After all, she didn't want to give in on the first day of her work!
Not only would she embarrass her in-laws, but she was also unwilling to admit her loss.
However, hand-copying 200,000 words in the next ten hours was simply impossible for her.
Sally was having lunch when Charlotte called. She could feel something urgent from Charlotte's voice.
"Send me a picture of what you need to copy, and I'll take care of it."
"But how can you do that?"
"People are looking for part-time jobs."
Charlotte immediately understood what Sally meant. "Great! Who said I had to write it by myself? You are the best! Thanks!"
"No problem! I'll send the copy to you before 6 p.m. By the way, where do you work?"
"At Miller Group. I'll send you the address later. How about we meet at dinner? "
Charlotte was relieved. She felt the heavy burden on her shoulders disappear after settling this matter. Then she felt hungry and was surprised to find it was already noon.
She had just stood up when she saw Noel, who had already left, walking back and asking, "Charlotte, aren't you going to eat yet?"
"I'm on my way."
Noel watched her enter the elevator and then called Gerald. "Gerald, she's gone."
Soon after, Gerald entered the office alongside a gorgeous-looking woman.
Noel thoughtfully closed the door and stood outside the office.
At this time, the elevator stopped on this floor.
Noel looked at Charlotte, who stepped out of the elevator dismayed, and immediately said, "Charlotte, I thought you had gone to the cafeteria."
"Yes, I was. But I left my phone in the office."
"I'll get it for you!"
"No, thanks. I'll get it myself."
"Charlotte, do you have to eat with your phone? Concentrating on eating is good!"
Charlotte stared at Noel first and then glanced at the closed door before striding forward.
Noel immediately walked up to stop her. "Charlotte, Mr. Gerald is meeting a guest inside. You better not go in！"
"Why do you look so nervous? Who exactly is it?"
At that moment, Charlotte heard someone talking, "Gerald, surprise! You see, I made you lunch myself. It's your favorite steak！ Try it！"
Charlotte's eyes twinkled at the sound of the voice. She immediately knew who was inside.
She smiled at Noel and said, "Okay, sorry. I'll go then."
Noel was relieved to see her leave. But just then, Charlotte suddenly turned around and came back!
Before Noel could react, she darted to the door and pushed it open.
There were two people sitting face to face on the couch. The girl was feeding Gerald a steak while Gerald sat with his back to the door.
The girl was taken aback at Charlotte's sight and immediately startled.
Charlotte stood in the doorway with a complicated expression on her face. "Natalie, what took you here? I thought Gerald was meeting with an important client," she said.
Gerald turned around and looked at her fiercely when he heard Charlotte's voice.
"Sorry, Gerald. I couldn't stop her," Noel said with guilt.
"Get her out of here!"
At that moment, Charlotte had walked up to Gerald and Natalie.
Noel dared not pull Charlotte away and could only curse in his mind.
"Ah, am I interrupting something? Sorry, then."
Gerald glared at her while Charlotte pretended not to see it.
"Natalie, I'm surprised you're cooking for Gerald yourself. That's very thoughtful of you. I'm his wife, and I didn't even think of that."
When Charlotte mentioned the word "wife," Natalie froze, feeling like the thorns were stabbing her heart!
Noel's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't believe his ears and looked at Charlotte and then Gerald!
"Noel, you may leave us alone now. Don't tell anyone what you heard and saw!" Gerald warned him.
"Yes!"
"Let's see what delicious food you've brought! There's steak, salmon, and dessert. It's quite tasty. But since when did you learn to cook? I thought you only played the piano with your hands."
Natalie's hands were still stuck in mid-air. When she heard Charlotte's words, she withdrew her hands awkwardly.
Charlotte sat down and said, "Natalie, thank you for caring so much about Gerald."
Natalie showed a look of aggravation. Her eyes were wide, and she seemed to be crying in the next moment. "Gerald, why didn't you tell me Charlotte was there?"
It was her way of complaining.
"Just ignore her!"
"I can't! She's sitting right here!"
Charlotte was instantly amused. "So you're the 'important guest.' No wonder Gerald told his assistant to kick me out."
"Charlotte, why are you here?"
"I'm working here. You see, that's my table over there."
Natalie asked Gerald in surprise, "Gerald, you're in the same office with Charlotte, huh?"
Gerald had the urge to slap Charlotte.
"Bruce made me work here," Charlotte replied indifferently.
Natalie bit her lower lip. She knew that there was no way for Gerald to refuse it if this was Bruce's arrangement.
Bruce hasn't made Gerald chairman of the company yet. Didn't he say Gerald could take over the company after getting married? Natalie thought to herself.
"Gerald, enjoy it. I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."
Since Charlotte was here, Gerald didn't behave intimately with Natalie. Otherwise, he would have held her hand and comforted her. He told Natalie, "Nattie, you do not need to cook for me. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"It's okay. I love to cook for you!"
Natalie gave Charlotte a provocative look. "How about I buy some food at the market tonight and cook in your place?"
Charlotte lowered her eyes and pretended not to see how intimate they looked.
"I'd better get going, then." Natalie was about to leave.
"Thank you, Natalie. I'll walk you downstairs."
Gerald and Natalie left together, leaving Charlotte in the office.
Charlotte looked at the lunch in front of her and then smiled. She knew perfectly well that her grandmother had made this dish. Natalie lied about the food. What an actress she was! How good she was at acting in front of Gerald and pretending to be a virtuous woman!
She's so good at faking, and I'm tired of it. Charlotte thought to herself.
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