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.

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

That was a rule as old as time: what the boss's wife makes is

a soft

spun on her heel and headed out. "I've made some dessert.

his desk and

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

her a shot to calm her nerves. Pulling off

her off.

middle of something when it happened."

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