Although Leandro had told her to choose a room herself, Charlotte's upbringing did not allow her to pick one room after another without the host's guidance.
She finished her water, then went to the kitchen island to pour herself a cup of warm water, and took out her phone to surf the internet.
After all, Marcus and Lydia were not celebrities, and there was no trace of them on the trending searches now.
On the contrary, Charlotte's Twitter account gained over a hundred thousand followers overnight.
And they were all real fans, not zombie fans.
Over the past couple of months, Charlotte's Twitter account has grown from over 20,000 followers to over 500,000 followers. It must be said, this was mainly due to Lydia.
Tsk tsk tsk, if this were to be used for an advertisement, I'm afraid it could earn a few thousand per piece.
Of course, Charlotte just thought about it, she had no intention of doing so.
There wasn't much to see on Twitt
Charlotte carefully touched the piano keys, looking back at Leandro, "Mr. Romero, was this prepared for me?""No.""Ah."The smile on her face disappeared instantly, filled with disappointment. She immediately withdrew her hand, stood up from the chair, and walked back to Leandro's side, laughing awkwardly, "Who was that for?"After Charlotte finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something, "Is this what you prepared for your love?""..."Charlotte looked at the man's suddenly cold gaze, feeling that she had probably guessed right. She quickly apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I didn't know just now and accidentally touched it. If you mind, should I clean it with disinfectant?"Elizabeth said that in the novel, the overbearing CEO had an extremely strong possessive desire for his beloved one. If anyone touched her, the CEO would want to kill them.Leandro... She didn't know if he was domineering, but she knew he was a boss
Around five in the evening, Charlotte suddenly received a Line message from Leandro, saying that they would have dinner together outside and he had already sent the driver to pick her up.Charlotte subconsciously assumed it was a business dinner and quickly got up from the bed, "Is there any dress code? Do I need to put on makeup?"Although it was a plastic "Mrs. Romero", it couldn't disgrace Leandro.Soon, Charlotte received a noncommittal reply from Leandro: "As long as you're happy.""..."Although Leandro said she could choose whatever she liked, Charlotte still picked a rather gentle and ladylike long skirt. Then she applied a light makeup on herself. Taking advantage of the driver's absence, she spent ten minutes braiding a fishtail braid.Charlotte was very satisfied with her gentle, generous, and slightly sweet outfit. She picked up her bag and went downstairs.Just as I got downstairs, the doorbell rang.The face of Le
Charlotte was sitting in a wheelchair, with Leandro pushing it from behind. They had just come out of the elevator, and the one next to it had also opened.The person who came out of the elevator was none other than Marcus.There was another woman beside Marcus, and the woman was not Lydia.Charlotte was quite surprised that Lydia actually didn't get promoted. Her rank was not good enough.She only glanced at the two before averting her gaze, and Leandro didn't even give Marcus a look, pushing the wheelchair straight into the restaurant.Marcus hadn't expected to run into Charlotte here. He hadn't seen Charlotte for several days. Now that he saw her, he instinctively called out, "Lottie!"However, as soon as he finished speaking, Leandro had already pushed Charlotte into the restaurant.Marcus looked a bit upset. He turned back to glance at Angela Beltran, "Ms. Beltran, how about we reschedule for another day?"However, Angela
Marcus looked at Charlotte, subconsciously wanting to walk over. But as soon as he took a step in Charlotte's direction, he saw Leandro's hand suddenly land on her lips.The man's actions were gentle, and the woman was slightly shy, creating an ambiguous and intimate atmosphere.Marcus only felt a harsh twist in his heart, he wished he could go and take Charlotte away right then.However, all he could do was think, as the current Charlotte wouldn't even spare him a glance.Thinking of this, Marcus only felt a bitterness in his throat.Angela, who was standing nearby, had noticed Marcus watching Charlotte earlier, his expression growing increasingly unpleasant. Now, it seemed like he was about to approach Charlotte. Finally, she couldn't hold back, "Mr. Gallagher, our table is over here."Hearing Angela's voice, Marcus finally shifted his gaze, following Angela to sit down on the other side.Their seats were about seven or eight meters
Compared to the unpleasantness of Marcus and Angela leaving before their meal even arrived, Charlotte and Leandro were incredibly harmonious.Charlotte even had a few drinks at Leandro's suggestion.Her alcohol tolerance had always been quite poor, she couldn't drink much even if it was red wine.However, eating French cuisine without drinking wine, indeed lacked a bit of flavor.Expensive things, apart from being expensive, were perfect in every other way.Charlotte was very satisfied with this dinner. She only had a few sips of the appetizing white wine but unknowingly finished half a glass of red wine that came with the main course.By the time she realized it, her cheeks were already somewhat red.Leandro across the table had long finished eating. Seeing her look over, he lifted his gaze, his thick eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes, making his dark pupils appear even more profound. "Are you full?"Charlotte nodded,
The man's cold voice seemed to be holding back something, causing Charlotte's heart to tremble. Her hands hung by her sides, like a primary school student being punished to stand, daring not to move again.Leandro looked at her for a moment, "Did your foot just touch something?""There was none."She looked up at him, not knowing if it was an illusion, but there was no anger in those dark eyes.Charlotte let out a slight sigh, "I'm sorry, Mr. Romero."Leandro pulled aside a wheelchair, "Sit down."The commotion just now was quite significant. If it weren't for Leandro's quick actions, Charlotte would have fallen onto that food cart. That cart had hot soup on it. If Charlotte had fallen onto it, the consequences would have been unthinkable.Moreover, Charlotte's right calf was already in the recovery stage. If she had taken such a fall, there was no telling whether her calf bone might have fractured again. If it had fractured again, wh
Upon entering the elevator, Charlotte glanced at Leandro, only to find that he was also looking down at her.Her ears turned hot, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on the paper bag in her arms.The paper bag was fragile. She grabbed it forcefully, and the crisp sound was very noticeable.In the elevator, it was just her and Leandro. Charlotte, listening to that voice, felt not only her ears were hot, but her entire face was as well."What was given?""Huh?"Hearing the man's voice, she instinctively lifted her head, looking into his dark eyes. The clear contrast between the black and white in his eyes blinked gently, "...Let me see."Charlotte tore open the seal of the bag, pulled up the fold, propped open the mouth of the paper bag, and inside was a box.She took out the box and opened it, only to find a K-gold necklace inside. The design was simple, with a pendant of a mica cat's paw.It was quite cute.
Charlotte's hand was caught, slightly displeased, the drunkenness made her much bolder: "Mr. Romero, could you stop shaking?"She frowned, looking at Leandro who kept swaying in front of her, feeling as if her head was being made dizzy by him.Hearing her words, Leandro knew Charlotte was drunk.He loosened his grip, "Sit tight."Charlotte withdrew her hands, shifted her body slightly, and placed her hands on her knees, sitting up straight like a kindergartener. Then, with her bright, watery eyes fixed on him, she said, "I'm sitting properly now."Those bright, sparkling eyes were filled with one message: Praise me! Praise me!Leandro looked at the person, his Adam's apple bobbing once, restraint hidden in his deep eyes: "Hmm, very good."He reached out and touched Charlotte's head, his usually cold voice softened, becoming richer, revealing an unnoticeable gentleness.What a pity, Charlotte was a drunkard now.She could
Leandro and Charlotte were the only ones left in the living room.Charlotte felt guilty, and she didn't dare to look into Leandro's face.She hadn't figured out how to start the conversation when she heard the other person ask her, "Are you close with the aunt?""Not familiar."Leandro didn't speak, he sat down to the side, giving her a meaningful glance.Charlotte quickly pushed the watermelon and grapes over in a pleasing manner: "Eat the watermelon, it's very sweet."Leandro looked at Charlotte, who was trying hard to sell him watermelons. A hint of amusement flashed in his dark eyes, but in an instant, he returned to his usual cold demeanor: "I don't like sweet things."Of course, except for the "rabbit".Charlotte: "?"Could she repeat that this watermelon isn't that sweet?Charlotte took a bite of watermelon and suddenly realized a blind spot, "Mr. Romero, may I ask you a presumptuous question?"Leand
"Hiss--"The intense pain forced tears from Charlotte's eyes before she could react, her cheek was suddenly pinched. Leandro had stood up at some point, his right hand gripping her cheek."First, spit out the ribs."Only then did Charlotte realize, and quickly spat out the ribs.The hand that had been pinching her cheek was withdrawn, and Leandro handed her a cup of warm water, "Where did you bite?""Tongue.""What were you thinking about so seriously?"She took a sip of water, retracted her tongue, and subconsciously responded, "A matter of a hundred million."As soon as the words were spoken, Charlotte was stunned.She's really not usually like this, she must have been blinded by that one hundred million today.She glanced at Leandro across from her, "That's not what I meant."He slightly lifted his gaze, took a glance, and said in a soft voice, "Understood, let's eat first.""Alright."Afte
Too close!Charlotte stiffened completely. Just as she was about to turn her face away, Leandro, who had originally been facing her sideways, suddenly moved his face.She hadn't yet registered what had happened, only feeling a slight softness on her lips as they brushed against the man's cheek.Even though it was just a fleeting touch, it was enough to leave Charlotte disoriented.Was this something she could do?Her ears and face turned red almost instantly. Leandro glanced down at her, "Are you going to pick up your phone?""Picked up."The expression on the other person's face didn't change at all, as if nothing had happened.Charlotte also tried hard to ignore her slightly too fast heartbeat, waiting for Leandro to let her go.But Leandro didn't let her go, instead, he squatted down while still holding her.The man's lower body strength was astonishingly good, he held her and squatted without shaking at all.
Leandro's hand had already loosened the second button, the dark red scratch marks on his alabaster-like skin appeared particularly conspicuous.Charlotte averted her gaze, trying hard to force herself not to care about this "detail". But the thought of Leandro's scratch being exposed, and that she was the culprit behind it, made it impossible for her to ignore.When Leandro was unbuttoning the second button, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Romero, didn't you cover the scratch on your neck this morning?"Leandro glanced down at the scratch on his left neck, lifting his eyes nonchalantly, "Sweated this morning, it's smudged.""Was it blurred?"The concealer she used was both waterproof and sweatproof, the foundation she applied afterward was also waterproof and sweatproof, and finally, the setting makeup was also waterproof and sweatproof!It was burnt!To be honest, Charlotte was a bit skeptical.At that moment, the man
Meanwhile, on the 25th floor of the Splendid Group building.Melvin saw Leandro coming out of the conference room and hurriedly approached him: "Mr. Romero--"Leandro glanced at him, signaling him to continue.Melvin's gaze fell on the red mark on the left side of Leandro's neck, causing him to pause for a moment.It seemed as if he had discovered something extraordinary...But how come he didn't notice this red mark in the morning?"Melvin?"A deep male voice sounded from the side, Melvin quickly came back to his senses: "I'm sorry, Mr. Romero, I was lost in thought."Leandro glanced at him, "What's the matter?""It seemed that Ms. Kemp had gone to find her wife."Hearing Melvin's words, the dark pupils noticeably sank. Leandro looked at Melvin, "I understand."After speaking, he went straight to the elevator.Melvin thought he was going back to the CEO's office, and subconsciously pressed the butto
Charlotte smirked, stepped aside, and followed the fuming Marissa into the villa.Marissa had come specifically to see Charlotte today and had also deliberately come when Leandro was not around.Just now at the door, she had thought Charlotte was a fool, but every word from the other party was laced with barbs.Marissa was extremely upset and started ordering Charlotte to serve her tea as soon as she sat down.Charlotte immediately grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the fridge and placed it in front of Marissa: "Don't be shy, there's plenty of water."Marissa looked at Charlotte and slammed the table directly, "Do you even understand what hospitality means?""I understood, but you were not my guest."Charlotte hooked her lips, her almond eyes curved, smiling with a face full of sweetness.Marissa had realized that Charlotte never really cared about her at all.Given that, she didn't want to waste any more time: "Ms.
Seeing Charlotte's embarrassment, Joyce remarked, "This villa is really big."Charlotte quickly nodded, "It is a bit big. You can familiarize yourself first, and you can ask me if you have any questions."Although she didn't quite understand either.Joyce glanced at the refrigerator, finding it full of fresh vegetables. "Madam, is Mr. Romero coming home for lunch today? Is there anything you would like to eat?""Leandro was supposed to come back for dinner today."Saying this, Charlotte blinked, "Does Auntie know how to make pine nut fish? I haven't made pine nut fish in a long time."Joyce saw her bright and adorable almond eyes, and his fondness for Charlotte increased: "Yes, I will make it for you if you like it. I'll do it for you this afternoon.""Thank you, Joyce. I don't have anything specific in mind for now, just make whatever you think is best!"Charlotte was not a picky eater."Alright, what about Mr. Romero t
After Leandro went to the company, Charlotte had intended to practice the piano, but when she thought of the "stupid things" she had done, she found it hard to calm down.She picked up her phone, hesitated for a long time, but still sent a message to Elizabeth."Liz, are you up yet? [Doggy_cowering.JPG]."True to her reputation as the fastest replier, Elizabeth had barely sent her message when she received a reply within a second: "Waking up so early on a beautiful weekend, something's not right with you, Lottie!"Charlotte was very guilty, "No, I went to bed early last night.""Tsk, did Lottie have to send me dog food so early in the morning?""? It seemed like I didn't say anything...""You didn't have to say anything, I understood!"Charlotte touched her ear, remembering that she had "serious business" with Elizabeth, and quickly stopped this inappropriate topic direction: "Liz, you said last time that I like to hug people w
The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Charlotte stiffened for half a second before she shakily put away her powder puff, "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Romero. This is setting powder, it's not poisonous. I, I'll clean it up for you!"She didn't do it on purpose!Charlotte had been wiping for a while before she realized there were no tissues on the table.She averted her gaze, meeting those dark pupils, not caring about tissues or no tissues, she directly used her hand to brush off the loose powder on those thin lips.To speak or not to speak, Leandro's lips were quite soft. Kissing them would probably be very comfortable, right?Realizing what she was thinking, Charlotte's ears suddenly turned bright red, the color spreading to her cheeks.It seemed as if Charlotte's fingertips had suddenly caught fire, and she was having a bit of trouble continuing.Leandro was no better off than her. The soft fingertips brushed past his lips, yet that person