The Cherished Wife

"You..."

Charles slammed the gas pedal, his phone pressed to his ear. "Where are you?"

"Uh, we're on the road, heading to Noelle's place..."

"Forget the apartment. I need to get to Phoenix Tree Residence, Sean. Take me there!" Noelle finally snapped out of her daze, her eyes locking on Sean. "Take me to Phoenix Tree Residence."

Sean hesitated. "The thing is, over at Phoenix Tree Residence..."

"Sean, just get Noelle to Phoenix Tree Residence!" Charles barked, whipping the car around a sharp bend. "Hand Noelle the phone!"

Sean

over her. "I'll be waiting, Charles! I'll wait forever if

call and passed the phone back to Sean. Sean shot her a quick look, his mind buzzing with silent gripes. Was his advice really that worthless compared to Charles's? If he had known, he would not have bothered getting involved. This whole situation had

thoughts nagging at him, Sean floored

Hoffman family's old place to Phoenix Tree Residence. Sean and Noelle were already

spotted Sean lounging on the couch. He squinted

pointed, a wave of relief washing over him as Charles walked in. "Honestly, I've got no clue what went down today. Noelle's been acting so weird. I

thanks. "You've been through a lot today." He gave Sean's

here, I noticed some folks lurking around outside. Looks like someone's still keeping tabs on you, huh?" Charles's lips tightened. "Alright, stick around then. If it gets too late, just crash here. There's plenty of guest rooms on both

in Charles's demeanor. He could not help but make a

Peter, can you find out Charles's front