The Cherished Wife

"So, my wifey is jealous, after all," Charles said, feeling quite pleased.

"Don't worry, dear. It's rare to see you jealous like this. I'll make sure this matter is handled perfectly and give you a proper explanation!"

As Charles spoke, he noticed a car following closely behind him. No matter how fast he drove, the car stayed on his tail, seemingly unbothered about being detected.

Charles sped up, and the car behind matched his pace.

Charles squinted as he listened to Noelle's laughter on the other end of the call. He narrowed his eyes further and said, "Nelly, don't follow me. Turn at the next intersection and head toward Wenford Road." "Why?" Noelle asked, sensing something was wrong but unsure what it was exactly. She looked ahead, but Charles' car was already out of her sight.

"Charlie, where are you? What's going on? Answer me!" Noelle shouted, panic creeping into her voice. "Charlie!"

do as I say. Turn at the next intersection and call Steven

the accelerator. The car behind accelerated too, the driver clearly skilled enough to keep up with Charles'

Peter's number. "Peter, track my location immediately. I've got a car tailing me. Tell Lareal to hack into the street cameras and identify who's

cameras and then sent the data to Charles. "They're from Kerlsberg. Charlie,

someone get to me in

it!" Peter replied while opening a satellite positioning system on his computer to locate the pursuers. "There are three people in the car, two men and one

you want to come do it?" Charles retorted coldly. "Find me a spot nearby where

the next turn, then a right onto the one-way road leading to the highway There's a stretch of abandoned land there where can confront them," Peter advised. He then paused briefly. "And your

told her to go find Steven," Charles said with his lips pressed into a thin line, his expression grave and his eyes dark. "If you and