Second Marriage novel Chapter 152

But the room was empty, and Kennedy was not there.

Charlotte did not give up, and went to the study.

She did not see him in the study either. Charlotte did not know where he was, probably because she felt guilty about what she had said, she always felt that Kennedy was fading out of her world.

Or maybe she never got into his world.

Then Charlotte washed her face and changed her clothes before she went to the company.

When she went downstairs, she ran into Reynold who was about to go out.

She hadn't met him for a long time, he seemed to be very busy recently.

When he saw Charlotte, he directly asked, “Christina, for the thing I told you last time, how is it going?"

Charlotte was upset and failed to think of what he asked at first and took a while before she realized that he was about asking about the thing between Manfred and Diana.

Thinking of this, Charlotte quickly explained, “Mr. Reynold, I have mentioned it with Diana, but I think she already has a boyfriend, so..."

Reynold narrowed his eyes, seeming to be thinking if her words were true or false. Charlotte felt numbness on scalp, so she could not help but lower her head and bit her lower lip.

"Grandpa."

A gentle voice sounded. It was the voice of Manfred.

"Didn't you make an appointment with Dexter to do taichi? Dexter will tease you about being late again if you don't leave now."

Reynold took a complex look at Manfred, and finally took back his eyes, “Ok, Christina, I will come to you another day."

"Take it time, Mr. Reynold."

After Reynold left, Charlotte realized that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on her back under his stern gaze.

His eyes were too harsh. In the face of him, Charlotte was always afraid that her identity would be found.

Manfred came forward. "Are you all right?"

Manfred...

Charlotte had not adjusted the mood to face him. Hearing his voice, she lowered her eyes, staring at her toes and was about to leave.

“Charlotte!” Manfred called her when he found she did not answer him and was about to leave.

Charlotte's step stopped.

Manfred said with helplessness, “Are you avoiding me?"

Charlotte, “......"

She just didn't know how to face him. This thing was too complicated.

It seemed to her now that God had placed her on a chessboard of fate, perhaps she was destined to be the pawn of sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Charlotte closed her eyes, saying no, and then continued to walk forward.

Manfred unexpectedly stepped forward to block her way.

"If you hadn't avoided me, why don’t you have the courage to look up at me?"

Charlotte said in heart: Please leave me alone, I really do not know how to face you now!

The gentle Manfred seem to be adamant at this moment, “Did I do something wrong to annoy you? Or......"

“No!” Charlotte suddenly raised her head to interrupt his words, “Manfred, don't think much. It is my own problem! I've got to get to work, excuse me."

As the words fell, Charlotte walked forward.

Manfred turned his head and saw the thin, petite figure walking fast.

She really thought he was a monster.

Until her back disappeared, Manfred suddenly came back to his sense. He seems to be too concerned about her recently...

But why on earth was she avoiding him? What did she mean it was her problem?

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Charlotte was late to the company, but she did not have time to pursue the problem and went directly to the office to find Kennedy.

When she was ready to go in, Nathan stopped her way.

"Assistant Wilson, you can't go in."

Charlotte's face became slightly pale, “I have something to talk with Kennedy."

Nathan, “Mr. Kennedy said you can't come in and out of his office at will anymore, don't make it difficult for me."

Charlotte, “......"

She didn't expect that careless remark to arouse so much anger.

"And as of today, you are no longer his assistant."

“What?” Charlotte widened eyes and asked incredulously, "What does it mean?"

Although it was cruel, Nathan told her the truth, “You have been demoted."

Demoted, demoted...

Charlotte could not help swallowing, with her pink lip trembling. After a moment she helplessly asked, “What do I do then?"

"Cleaner."

The cleaner? Charlotte's face turned pale for an instant.

What kind of demotion was that? It was almost like kicking her out of the Moore Group. How would others in the company think of a girl who worked as an assistant suddenly became a cleaner?

"Or you could go to the lowest rank-and-file position, but there would be gossips."

That was to say, there were not so many cleaners, but it was hard work.

The rank-and-file position was not so hard, but there were many people. She got demoted, and she would be bullied.

Charlotte drooped her eyes with a sneer, “Why did he dismiss me directly?"

Nathan looked serious and said, "He wants to dismiss you directly, but Assistant Wilson, don't forget that you still owe the company's wages, so you should stay and make the time full."

Charlotte, “...He's very economical, I see."

If she explained to him now, he probably won't listen to her.

It was this time Charlotte realized Kennedy was angry at her, because no matter what she did in the past, he would not demote her.

This made it clear that he announced to the whole company, even if there was rumors between he and Charlotte, it had all gone.

She was unprotected and anyone could bully her.

"Ms. Wilson." Nathan saw her turn around in lost. He could not help but say, “You did say harsh words. Mr. Kennedy doesn’t like people to say that."

"I know." Charlotte nodded, “I was impulse at that time. I explained to him but he did not listen to me. Now it seems that it is no use. I will go to work. I go to pack things."

With that, Charlotte directly went back to her post to pack up things.

Nathan sighed. They were husband and wife, but it ended like this. The relationship between man and woman was really strange...

Nathan could not understand.

Charlotte told Yanis that she had been demoted when they had dinner together. Yanis was chocked.

"How can that be? Mr. Kennedy loves you. Why did you suddenly get demoted? I don't believe it! Are you kidding me?"

With a bitter smile, Charlotte poked the rice in the bowl and didn't want to eat, “Do you think I'm kidding?"