Sweet Twins

However, Nancy knew that what Charles was trying to protect now was his family, his company, but her thoughts were the least of his concern.

Otherwise, why didn't he support her in investigating the club?

He said he was investigating, but until now, he still hadn’t found out anything.

Therefore, Nancy couldn’t help but think that he was purposely delaying the investigation. If it went on like this, the police wouldn't have a concrete evidence to prove that someone else had committed the crime. Then the case would be closed with Dale and David being the primary culprits.

This was not what Nancy wanted, because she believed that there was a bigger boss behind the club.

Thinking of this, Nancy blurted out, "Charles, are you the boss of Romantic Private Club?"

These words took Charles by surprise that the car slightly swayed when he glanced at her.

"Nancy, what are you thinking about all day long? Do you really want me to spend the rest of my life in prison? No, no, do you want me to be sentenced to death? Maybe because if that happened, you wouldn't have to think about how to leave me, right? You wouldn't have to face separation with the children, nor do you have to force them to choose between us. Oh, and my house will be yours too. Bobby is my legal heir, so if I die, everything I own would be his. Nancy, I didn't know you were so insidious. You’re slowly taking everything away from me. I have underestimated you!" At this moment, Charles was completely irritated with Nancy.

How could she think that he was the mastermind when he didn't even know the club's existence before Nancy was kept there?

Didn’t she believe in his moral principles and ethics?

They had been together for such a long time. What about mutual understanding, tolerance and trust between them? Didn’t she have faith in him?

In conclusion, Nancy had more doubts than feelings towards Charles.

The question she had asked made Charles feel unprecedentedly disappointed.

You said it all by yourself. I'm not as complicated as you

But Nancy, didn’t anyone tell you that being simple is stupid when

"Charles, you..."

am a hateful man!" Once again,

like their argument wouldn't end soon, which scared Nadia, so she interrupted them. "Mommy,

since they hadn't eaten anything for breakfast. "Of course I'm hungry. I didn't eat anything this

was obvious on Bobby’s gloomy face that he disliked the quarrel between

to be wronged. She didn't know why, but the thought of the club made her grit her teeth in hatred as

couldn't find the culprit, she would continue to feel

screeched to a halt, and Charles looked at the children at the

got

at the children and

still worried about the child. She knew

was not in the car, she could take this opportunity to

cunningly and sat on the

are you doing?" Bobby was the first one to react. Did their mommy want to drive away? But how about their

Without waiting

was already at the counter to pay for the four cartons of steamed

about to pay, he suddenly heard that a car started. He quickly turned around and saw Nancy smiling

woman! What are you doing?" Mindlessly, Charles ran out of the store with

you didn't pay the bill. Our steamed buns cost twenty dollars per carton. You have bought four cartons and it cost eighty dollars. Please don't leave. Hey!" The store owner shouting loudly, but Charles couldn't hear it. He ran to the main

it!" Out of frustration, Charles

this time, the owner of the steamed bun shop came up to him. "Sir, sir,