The Cherished Wife

"Aunt Clarisse, will you help me or not? I don't want to see this woman anymore. You have to get Charles or Uncle Mateo to kick her out of Collosus Group," Janet blurted out when she saw that Clarisse was still silent. "I don't want to see her again. Didn't you say you care about me the most?"

"Enough!" Clarisse snapped, glaring at Janet. "How long are you going to keep causing trouble?"

"I'm not causing trouble, Aunt Clarisse. She's clearly challenging your authority. She even dared to threaten-"

Becky let out a cold laugh, looking at Janet as if she were a fool. It was no wonder Charles would not look at her. How could someone like Janet ever be a match for him? She was nothing but a lunatic. "What are you laughing at?" Janet asked in a sharp voice.

"Nothing." Becky glanced at Janet, then turned to Clarisse. "Surely, you must realize that this is just a job; it's not worth me making enemies over. But even a cornered rabbit will bite back. Don't you agree?"

want?" Clarisse gritted her teeth, never imagining that she would be

or Ms. Baker. But you're smart. Surely, you can guess why I

not there, not only will Mr. Hoffman be

slightly. "Thank you,

walked out of the lounge

This whole mess is clearly her doing. She's obviously going against me! If it weren't for her, I would've danced the opening number with Charles, not that other

soon as she mentioned Noelle. "Aunt Clarisse,

use it when it's needed!"