The Cherished Wife

"Janet!" Clarisse hurried after her, but seeing Janet retreating into her own little world, Clarisse did not dare to get too close.

Instead, she discreetly took a photo of Janet's current state and sent it to Milo, who was far away in Capiton.

After finally calming Janet down, Clarisse felt a slight sense of relief. Once Janet was settled, she called Milo. "You'll need to send over some more medication."

Milo had just landed when he saw the photo of Janet in her manic state, which caused him to sigh in frustration. "I'll have my secretary send the medicine, but make sure you administer it to Janet discreetly."

"Alright," Clarisse agreed, realizing it was the only option left. She had no other means of handling Janet's volatile behavior. "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

"Clarisse," Milo called out, his tone weary. "You've always taken care of Janet, practically raising her yourself. Please continue to look after her. She's not inherently bad; she's just overly obsessed with Charlie." "Yes, I understand. Don't worry," Clarisse replied before hanging up. She glanced at the now peacefully sleeping Janet and could not help but shake her head in resignation.

...

"What's this?"

white pill bottle,

standing at attention. "I

limited time, Mr. Smith only

our informants within the Hoffmans, Janet had an episode yesterday and threw away her previous medication. This is the latest batch sent." Charles nodded.

I replaced the pills with simple vitamins. Should I swap

raising an eyebrow at

gaze was playful yet chilling. It sent a shiver down Ronald's spine. "Mr.

glinted with cold intent. "Do as you see fit. Just make sure she doesn't die

tossed the bottle into the trash can and added, "Half-dead is also