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.

mean to offend, Madam Baker. We're simply following orders. Mr. Hoffman pays us, so we only answer to him," one of the bodyguards replied

I won't make things difficult for

right away!" one of the bodyguards responded immediately and went to make

to him, saying, "I need to see someone-Charles' secretary, Becky. Bring her to me.

had deliberately swapped the number

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

bodyguards approached her.

her eyes. "Now? Did Ms. Baker say what

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

and glanced at the bodyguard. "Weren't you assigned to keep an

Ms. Baker wants to see me, and it's apparently about the raffle box," Becky

it was replaced. Ms. Baker