Charles lifted his coffee mug in a toast. "Noelle's a bit clueless. She even planned a meet-up with you today."

"That's not true!" Noelle protested, though her voice was a whisper amidst Charles's commanding presence.

Charles gave her a sidelong glance, a look of mild reproof, and leaned in to whisper, "We'll talk about this when we get home." He then turned to Samuel with an easy smile. "Noelle's always had a knack for making coffee. Grandpa, is it the way you like it?" "It's not bad at all. I've spoiled her too much since she was little. If she steps out of line, just let me know!"

Charles's lips quirked up in agreement. "Will do!"

Noelle bristled a bit. "What could I possibly do wrong?"

playfully. "Fetch us a pot of herbal tea, will

the room. Despite her irritation, she knew better than to try to keep

excused herself and

face turning serious as he poured another cup of coffee. "Grandpa, you know Noelle just as well as I do. Once she's got a question nagging at her, she won't let it go until she's got her answer-especially when it's something

an eyebrow, surprised. "Did Noelle spill the

said a word. I'm not about to pry until she's ready to talk. But since she's come to you, I can't

"I'm starting to regret letting Noelle marry you." A man like Charles was a free spirit and hard to rein

doubt who I am?" Charles challenged, setting his coffee cup down with a clink. "I've been with Noelle for six months now. Sure, I might

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