The Cherished Wife

"Outrageous!" Clarisse was furious at Charles' words. "Is this how you speak to me?"

Charles remained silent.

Clarisse sighed. "You won't return to the Hoffman residence, so I had no choice but to come find you."

Hearing Clarisse's softened tone, Charles smirked with disdain. "Mother, you must be mistaken. I've always been this way. Grandpa and Dad never found any issue with it."

"That's them. They don't care about you, so naturally, they don't mind if you return or not. But Charlie, I'm your mother."

"Oh, you remember now you're my mother? When I needed your care, you weren't there. Now that I don't need it, you show up." Charles' tone turned cold, his face showing impatience.

"I'm working. If you have business matters, schedule an appointment with my secretary. For personal matters, wait until after work!"

gritted her teeth. "I didn't come to discuss this. You should know I wouldn't come from Capiton to Brookville

Clarisse coldly. "You were fine in Capiton. Don't come

to Janet can't be delayed any longer.

her graduation. It's been a year, and you've shown no sign

don't understand, I'll say it again, Mother. I've never

Milo like her so much, why don't

insolent child, what are you saying? Janet

of an old flame, not his biological child." Charles put one hand

"I won't hold the past against you, Mother, but I thought you'd show more.

with me, your

intercom. "Becky, get security up