After Divorcing the Tycoon, I Married into a Wealthy Family Again
Chapter 22: Coming Home for Dinner

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Coming Home for Dinner

"Still ongoing, the company is hiring, some of the management might find it difficult to move, but I think, President Fuller, since you support me, it will be much easier."

He was prepared for Florence Fuller to come and fire him today, as DN Dawn had just started updating and several incidents occurred, leading to continued losses, dealing a heavy blow to DN Dawn. But she came only to see his solutions and the results.

William Shenton felt that despite living so many years, he wasn’t as competent as her.

From start to finish, Florence Fuller placed herself at the highest position.

You are under her authority, you solve the problem, if you can’t, he thought after this he might be replaced.

He seemed to realize, she just wanted a good result, the process didn’t matter to her.

Having achieved the situation she was satisfied with, Florence Fuller planned to leave, William Shenton offered to escort her, but Florence Fuller stopped him, saying, "It seems like you’ve been here a long time."

William Shenton nodded, "I’ve been here since DN was just a small station, over... twenty years."

Over the years, DN Dawn actually changed several bosses, he went from a small reporter to his current position, witnessing DN Dawn’s climb from the bottom to the peak, only to fall from the peak, now continuing to plummet.

The board holding power changed several times, yet he remained in this company, even if sidelined and manipulated, he never thought of leaving.

"I think I didn’t choose the wrong person." Florence Fuller looked at him with a smile, leaving behind a word of affirmation.

William Shenton was first taken aback, then smiled.

Maybe one day DN Dawn really will return to the heights, because at least now, he has substantial power.

Florence Fuller took the elevator to the underground parking lot, where Lily Hart and Lily Lancaster were waiting in the car, she walked out of the elevator only a few steps when she looked up and saw someone standing beside the car.

Charles Shaw.

Lily Lancaster got off the car, looked at Florence Fuller and immediately cleared, "Boss, I didn’t say you were coming, Mr. Shaw himself came over, waited for you for quite a while."

Lily Hart on the other side of the car echoed, "I’ll testify."

Florence Fuller felt helpless.

"With such major events happening in the company, someone said the new chairman has arrived, so I came to check," Charles Shaw said.

"How did you determine it was me?"

Charles Shaw smiled slightly, "Because they said the new chairman’s surname is Fuller, and it’s a woman."

His smile seemed to unintentionally dissolve the old rift, but Florence Fuller still said nothing, planning to get in the car directly.

"Do you want to go home for a meal?"

Florence Fuller’s hand gripping the car door trembled, she involuntarily turned to look at Charles Shaw.

How many years has it been since she heard this sentence?

Charles Shaw looked at her trembling gaze, sincerely said, "Come home for a meal, sister."

Florence Fuller blinked, tossed her bag into the back seat, and looked at Lily Lancaster and Lily Hart, "Give me the car, you guys can get off work."

The two Lily’s nodded repeatedly.

"Get in the car!" she looked at Charles Shaw.

The car was understated and luxurious, Charles Shaw knew this model seemed to be around a million in price, he sat somewhat reservedly in the passenger seat.

"Address."

Charles Shaw paused for a moment, "Flower Residential District."

Seeing the navigation address pop up, Florence Fuller frowned, "You live so far away for work!"

Driving takes fifty minutes, this location is far out in the suburbs.

Charles Shaw thought for a moment, "Should we find a restaurant, I can call Evelyn to come out..."

"No need." Florence Fuller rejected, turning the steering wheel, her tone somewhat low, "I also want to go home and take a look."

Charles Shaw paused, watching the scenery outside the car window, he knew over the years, it seemed no one had it easy.

Once they were three siblings, now nine years have passed, things have changed, can they go back to how it was?

Unfamiliar with the route, Florence Fuller drove for nearly an hour to reach the destination.

After parking, she got out, nearing night, the streetlights in the residential area were dim, the old community buildings weren’t high, it was very quiet.

"Though commuting is far, the rent here is cheap," Charles Shaw explained, looking at Florence Fuller in her stylish suit skirt, heels underfoot, mismatched with the environment here, he regretted somewhat.

Really... their boundaries were still quite defined.

"What are you thinking... let’s go!" Florence Fuller looked at him.

"No elevator, we live on the sixth floor."

"Come on." Florence Fuller stepped onto the stairs.

She seemed not to hesitate, nor care about the environment here, the dim hallway lights, even garbage by the stairs. Florence Fuller was indeed tired after climbing two floors, but she didn’t say, stubbornly continuing up.

"Give me your coat and bag." Charles Shaw said behind her, "Let me hold them."

Florence Fuller directly handed them to him, "Go ahead."

Charles Shaw wanted to suggest climbing slowly, but as soon as he walked ahead, Florence Fuller’s hand grabbed his backpack strap, "Four more floors, almost there."

Charles Shaw was taken aback, then suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Remembering school days, you and Evelyn liked to grab one side each."

Back then at the same school, Florence Fuller and Evelyn were in fourth grade, Charles Shaw in junior high, he daily took the two sisters to school.

Florence Fuller seemed to remember too, she didn’t let go, "Let’s go."

Finally reaching the sixth floor, Florence Fuller sighed in relief.

Charles Shaw didn’t take out keys to open the door, he knocked instead.

Evelyn Shaw opened it quickly, "You didn’t bring keys..."

Seeing Florence Fuller, she froze.

Charles Shaw hadn’t messaged her, saying he’d bring Florence Fuller.

Everyone stayed silent for a moment, looking at each other, Charles Shaw broke the atmosphere, "Are you going to let people inside?"

"Oh, oh." Evelyn Shaw hurriedly stepped aside, somewhat flustered, "I’ll... I’ll find you shoes."

Taking off her high heels, Florence Fuller took a breath of relief.

"Well... food’s done... can eat now..." Evelyn Shaw looked at Florence Fuller, "Did you... have you eaten?"

Florence Fuller walked over, "I came to eat."

The dishes on the table were simple, two dishes and one soup.

"Shall we order delivery?" Charles Shaw observed the dishes were quite plain.

"This is fine." She sat down on her own, "Don’t fuss over an extra pair of chopsticks."

Charles Shaw went to get bowls and chopsticks, Evelyn Shaw sat opposite her, silent for a few seconds and then asked, "Why did you... come."

"To eat."

"I didn’t prepare anything good." Evelyn Shaw pursed lips, "I’m not great at cooking, but after these years, it’s edible."

Florence Fuller felt a wave of heartache spread within her.

The house layout was two bedrooms and a living room, décor old, as she knew, Charles Shaw and Evelyn Shaw worked within the city, she drove here for so long, commuting must take at least an hour and a half.

"It’s okay, I don’t mind."

Evelyn Shaw looked at her, eyes moist.

Charles Shaw served her some rice, "Taste might not be good, food might not be great, if it’s really bad don’t force yourself, it’s alright."

Florence Fuller quietly picked up her chopsticks and ate.

Evelyn Shaw also ate with her bowl, face buried very low.

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