The Cherished Wife

"Get rid of it!"

Milo picked up his phone as another text from Ronald came in. "We received this information just a short while ago. Someone sent Ms. Baker these pictures the night of New Year's Eve, and it was after seeing these pictures that she lost control of her emotions and

accidentally injured Mr. Mateo and Madam Clarisse."

Milo pursed his lips, his brows knitted so tightly together that they were practically in a knot. He stared intently at the contents of the message, unable to stop himself from trembling violently. "That child's face!"

"Sir?" Hogan noticed something amiss about the look on Milo's face. "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing. Continue keeping watch on Charles. I'm leaving tomorrow, but update me if you have any news."

pocketed his phone and

Milo as he left and waited until he was gone before he retrieved his phone from his pocket and made a

"How did it go?"

when he saw those pictures and seemed absolutely terrified. Looks like a child isn't an unfounded claim!" Hogan stared at the teacups

Mr. Charles so badly, you can share

Charles. "Mr. Hoffman. Hogan reported that Milo

his pen and stared at the papers before him before snapping the file

pictures I was referring to. I got Lareal to tamper with

pictures as Ronald added, "Lareal's got some good skills. These pictures look so convincing, and they really resemble..." Ronald did not know how to continue that sentence. His gaze had landed on that picture as well. He gulped as he

lip curved upward as he propped his chin with one hand and used the other to drum against the table. His tone sounded calm