Shane leaned toward Charlotte and pointed at the corner of her eye. "Your makeup's a little messy."
"The weather is too cold. My hands were shaking." Charlotte casually backed off to avoid him. "Mr. Fuller, know your boundaries."
"Boundaries?" Shane moved closer to her.
Almost everybody's eyes were fixed on the two of them.
Charlotte knew that they were all there to see Shane. They wanted to find out why Shane made a move on the shipping industry.
But now...
She sighed helplessly. "Mr. Fuller, don't tell me that you want everybody to know that you put so much effort into messing up the industry just for an insignificant woman like me."
"If that's the case, will you reconcile with me?"
"Reconcile? Mr. Fuller, stop joking around with me. I'm just someone who you keep when you need and discard whenever you don't need anymore. There's no need to talk about reconciling."
Speechless, Shane stared deep into her eyes. Then, he straightened his back and didn't speak to her anymore.