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.

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

would not dare touch anything the boss's wife made. That was 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

let out a soft laugh and beckoned.

inch towards him. Instead, she spun on her heel and headed out. "I've

a wry smile, quickly tidying up his desk and stashing

of Charles's Phoenix Tree Residence, he did not waste a second before dialing Lareal's number. He needed a favor-some digging 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

Alex had just finished checking Janet over and gave her a shot to calm her nerves. Pulling off his

set her off.

something

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