A baby?

Ronald's eyes widened at Charles's suggestion to show Milo a child. "What are you getting at, Mr. Hoffman?"

Realization dawned on Ronald. "Got it. I'll handle it. Don't worry about the Hoffman stuff-it's all been taken care of."

Charles waved nonchalantly just as Noelle breezed into the study. Noticing their chat had wrapped up, she said, "Charles, I whipped up some dessert. Would you like a bowl downstairs?"

She glanced at Ronald. "Mr. Wells, all done with your chat?"

"Yes, we're done here. I've got stuff to do, so I'll pass on the dessert," Ronald said, eyes darting around as he snatched up the papers and bolted for the door.

when else would he be able to? He did not want to wait around for the boss

a rule as old as time: what the boss's wife makes is off-limits to everyone but the boss. Noelle watched Ronald's hasty retreat and could not help but chuckle. "Am

soft laugh

her eyes and did not move an inch towards him. Instead, she spun on her heel and headed out. "I've made

up his desk and stashing the papers away before he followed Noelle down the

on Janet. "Hey, you're a tech whiz, right? Find me some childhood photos, edit them so they're not recognizable, and send them to my phone as soon as you

to calm her nerves. Pulling off his mask, he stepped out

set her

something when

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