Coco murmured softly, her mind filled with the absurd versions of rumors she’d heard, and couldn’t help but to marvel at the boundless imagination of people.
At first, Coco didn’t believe these rumors at all. After all, she was Charlotte’s first assistant, and she’d had her fill of their affectionate displays.
Moreover, when Justin instructed her to pass on Charlotte’s work to him, Coco was even more skeptical of those rumors.
But seeing Charlotte in such a state today made Coco’s beliefs waver sowhat.
Now it seed, Charlotte probably hadn’t had a falling out with Justin.
"There’s nothing wrong between him and ," Charlotte said with a wry smile after hearing Coco’s words.
"That’s good, that’s good," Coco heaved a sigh of relief. "In the future, if I hear anyone spreading nonsense, I won’t let them off easily."
"Forget about it. These things aren’t a big deal. There’s no need to take them to heart."
Charlotte had heard plenty of ludicrous office gossip, so she didn’t pay much attention to it.
"But, Sister Charlotte, why do you look so pale?" Coco’s lips quivered before she finally voiced her concern.
Hearing this, Charlotte walked over to a chair and sat down, speaking softly, "Coco, my daughter... Grace, she has congenital heart disease."
Charlotte chose not to hide this from Coco.
"What! Congenital heart disease!" Coco was visibly shocked upon hearing this.
Even her hand, which had been tidying up the coffee, paused.
Coco had once seen Charlotte’s daughter, Grace Thompson, by chance. She was such a bright and clever child and didn’t seem like soone who would have congenital heart disease.
"Sister Charlotte."
Coco called out hoarsely, trying to offer comfort. "With today’s advanced dical technology, even heart disease can be cured."
Charlotte had heard similar sentints over the last few days, but the concern for her daughter was a constant lump in her throat, always bringing sorrow whenever she thought about it.
"There are so matters today that don’t need to be passed onto Mr. Battleson; you can hand them to ," said Charlotte, letting out a sigh as she decided to revitalize her spirits and continue working.
"There isn’t much," Coco said as she finished cleaning up the table and handed over the day’s schedule to Charlotte.
As the head designer, Charlotte didn’t have too many things to take care of; most of her job involved reviewing the drafts from other designers.
Looking at the design drafts in her hands, Charlotte paused and looked up at Coco.
"Have the initial batch of designs for the clothing and jewelry been completed?" Charlotte inquired.
Coco nodded in response. "The production was completed the day before yesterday. As Mr. Battleson instructed, they were released this morning, and the company has also held a new product launch."
"What about the design by Florienna Ellis?" Charlotte quickly checked the company’s official website.
"Mr. Battleson has already instructed that Florienna Ellis’s design had issues and was not released for sale."
Charlotte nodded in acknowledgnt.
Florienna Ellis’s design was a complete act of plagiarism, and if it had been introduced in the new product launch, Charlotte couldn’t imagine the impact it would have on Riley Group.
The reason Charlotte still kept Florienna around was to allow Justin to find out who was behind her.
Now that Justin had gone ahead with the product launch, it indicated that he must have already concluded his investigation.
"I understand."
Charlotte nodded, then glanced at the calendar on the corner of the desk and noticed that today’s date was circled.
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