The Cherished Wife

"You two, come over here." Janet pointed at the two bodyguards Charles had assigned. "Charles only said for you to protect me, not to keep staring at me. I'm not a criminal."

"But Mr. Wells' instructions were very clear. We are to stay with Ms. Baker and Madam Baker. We can't leave your side for even a moment," one of the bodyguards replied, unfazed by Janet's words. He showed no intention of yielding. "Please, Ms. Baker, don't make this difficult for us."

"Why, you-"

"That's enough!" Clarisse cut Janet off. "Janet, how many times have I told you? You need to be mindful of your identity and behavior when you're outside!" Clarisse frowned. "Look at how you're acting!"

Clarisse glanced at the two bodyguards. "I'm Charlie's mother, as you should know."

"Yes, madam," they acknowledged.

"Since you know who I am, you should also know that crossing me won't end well for you!" Clarisse warned.

Mr. Hoffman pays us, so we only answer to him," one of the bodyguards replied

narrowed her eyes. "Fine, I won't make things difficult for you. But I'd

care of it right away!" one of the bodyguards responded

Bring her to me. And also bring

fuming over the incident. She had deliberately swapped the number cards in

had gone wrong along the way. "Get them here now!"

busy up front when one of Charles' bodyguards approached her. "Ms. Malls, Ms.

her eyes. "Now? Did Ms. Baker say what it's

She also asked to see the person who managed the raffle box," the bodyguard answered Becky's questions. Becky pressed her

glanced at the bodyguard.

Baker wants to see

box to Mr. Hoffman, and it was