The Cherished Wife

Chapter 311



Ronald and Lareal snapped to attention. "Mr. Lennon!" they exclaimed.

Charles glanced up at Peter. "What are you doing here?"

With a sly smile and a quirk of his eyebrow, Peter leaned casually against the door. "I haven't seen you lose your temper like this in years," he said, his eyes hinting at something deeper.

Charles scowled at him. "What's your point?"

Peter just shrugged. "She's a woman. Don't you think you're being a bit harsh?" He then caught the sharp look in Charles's eyes. "Oh? Seems like you haven't changed since you treated my sister's foster mother the same way three years ago."

Peter's expression darkened, and the air around him grew tense. He locked eyes with Charles, and without a word, a fierce showdown began.

hard to tell who would come out on top. Meanwhile, Ronald and Lareal were caught in the middle. They exchanged helpless looks, silently wishing they could

a disdainful huff. "Don't think for a second

smile, tapping his knee lightly with his long fingers. "You're talking to me

smile. "I'm warning you! This is the last time I'll let it slide."

his stormy eyes settling down. He got up, walked over to Peter, and gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "My aunt and uncle are waiting for

hand and glanced at Ronald.

"We're just letting

with Charles's usual approach. It was the first time he had

wrist. "Tell him that if he can't handle her, I won't hesitate to step in." His voice was icy as he turned back to Ronald. "AndCut