Shane must be the devil...
Charlotte leaned against the wall as she walked out with her legs crossed.
She didn't even dare to think of the time in that corner.
She felt so guilty and disgusted, she just wanted to vomit.
Shane didn't pay her attention. He strode away and continued to talk cheerfully with the businessmen on the spot.
Charlotte endured the pain in her lower abdomen and walked to the bathroom. She sat in a stall for a long time before going out to wash her face.
"Hey, aren't you Miss Charlotte?"
A woman spoke in a sarcastic, high-pitched tone.
Charlotte took a deep breath and clenched her fists tightly. She was too lazy to pay any attention to her.
Elaine quietly took out a small blue box from her bag. She walked over to Charlotte and pretended to be concerned. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? Do you want me to get you a doctor?"
"I don't need your fake concern. Get out of my way."