The Cherished Wife

Charles, with the utmost composure, peeled the last shrimp and handed it to Noelle. "Here, have this."

Noelle popped the shrimp into her mouth under everyone's watchful eyes. She watched as Charles casually wiped his hands with a napkin, his calmness unshaken. "Alright, take him to Nippori first. I'll follow shortly."

"Right away, Mr. Hoffman!"

Once the manager had left, Sean inquired, "Your uncle?"

Milo was the only person who would go to such lengths to track Charles down here, and the manager had mentioned someone with the surname Baker.

Charles nodded, a glint of determination in his eyes. "I'll be right back." He stood up and looked at Noelle. "Make sure you eat plenty."

Noelle's lips twitched, convinced Charles had lost his mind today, but she managed a composed nod in front of everyone. "Sure." Charles affectionately ruffled Noelle's hair before he exited the private room.

spot in Nippori and ended up waiting around

door to the VIP room and ushered Charles

Charles nodded. "Coffee, please!"

"Right away, Mr. Hoffman!"

in with ease, catching Milo's annoyed eye. "Charles, you've gotten pretty

been three days since everything went down, and Milo had not been able to see Janet or Clarisse in the hospital. He had come up against a brick

like a joke. "I might be charming, but I'm still your uncle!" Charles smiled, pulled out a chair, and sat across

came in with a coffee set. "Mr. Hoffman, would you like

"I've got it,

Charles started messing with the coffee set. He was choosy, taking his time before finally raising his eyes to Milo. "Uncle, you're not

instead.

inside him, ready to burst. Charles had to be playing dumb. How could he not know