The Cherished Wife

On Tuesday morning, when Charles exited the underground parking garage, Ronald immediately fell into step beside him. "Mr. Hoffman, I've mostly taken care of the matter you asked me to handle. Suzy has now gone to the film studio to work with Winter." Charles paused briefly, a glimmer flashing in his eyes before he curved his lips. "What did Suzy say?"

"She seems a bit impatient and wants to get revenge on Winter right away."

"Didn't she ask why you were helping her?" Charles took the notebook from Ronald, furrowing his brows slightly as he saw the emails. "Any movement from Kerlsberg?"

"Mr. Hunter doesn't seem to be making any moves," Ronald reported, then hesitated. "Ms. Anderson appears to have gone to Kerlsberg as well."

Ronald carefully observed Charles' expression as he mentioned the name 'Ms. Anderson', but seeing no reaction, he continued, "It's unclear why Ms. Anderson went to Kerlsberg. Mr. Hoffman, should we have someone keep an eye on her?"

"No need." Charles waved his hand, indicating Ronald should not interfere for now. "Just keep watching Mr. Hunter."

"Oh, Mr. Hoffman. Becky

doors, a sharp light flashing in

the alarming look in Charles' eyes. "Mr. Mateo's intention is for Ms. Baker to be your secretary starting today." Charles said nothing, but the murderous aura emanating from him was

Charles all the way to the office on the 27th floor. Sure enough, as soon as the elevator doors opened, they saw Janet standing there, as if she had been

suit, which accentuated his handsome figure, making it hard

of admiration as she rushed toward him. She reached out to take his arm, but Charles' intimidating gaze made

asked coldly, "Who told you to come here? I thought I made myself

Ronald. "Call security to escort

treat me like