The Cherished Wife

Upon hearing that, Milo's expression froze. He had not expected to be at a disadvantage so soon. Whenever he tried to be indirect with Charles, Charles would play the same game but even better. Milo could not figure out where Charles got that trait, but one thing was certain it was far from endearing.

Milo could not just admit it. He would give up his last bit of leverage if he admitted Janet was sick. That was a no-go.

Charles was as cool as a cucumber since he was not the one needing a favor. He was curious to see how far Milo would go for Janet.

He had always pegged Milo as a calculative man. Janet was his first love's child from a fling with another guy. Despite her having her mom's knockout looks, her illness was a hard fact.

Charles brewed some coffee and checked the time. "Uncle, shouldn't you be visiting my mom instead of hanging out here and wasting time?"

was barely controlling his rage. "Spill

making a mountain out of a molehill, Uncle. You know I'm not up

to stay calm.

to see your daughter, just go. Why come to me? I'm confused!" Charles slid a cup of coffee Milo's way. "Aren't you making this

they won't let me see her. That's your handiwork, right?" Milo was livid. "She's your sister, for crying out loud How

unfazed. "Why are you getting so worked up,

all the time in the world. "What's wrong with Janet? I have no clue. If you don't believe me..." "Cut it out," Milo snapped, slamming his coffee cup down with a glare.

not good for herto be out and about all the time.

face twitched at the words. "You're right. I'm planning to take