The Cherished Wife

This matter was not something that could be resolved in an instant. However, Charles was now certain-based on Nancy's reaction-that she wasn't entirely heartless toward Peter. The next step would be dealing with Henry. If Henry had no objections, Charles had more than enough means to bring Tania back.

Ideally, Charles wished Tania would not need to return. But if someone truly intended to use her as a pawn, then her situation was far too dangerous.

Apart from her parents, the only person who truly cared for and could protect Tania was Peter.

"Aunt Nancy, I'll handle this matter thoroughly. You don't need to worry about Tania's safety," Charles assured her. His promise meant Tania would not come to harm.

Nancy nodded. "I'll think it over."

"There's no rush, Aunt Nancy. Shall we head back now?"

I already told your Uncle Henry I'd stay at Phoenix Tree Residence for a

not angry, Noelle stood up with a smile and helped her up. "Aunt Nancy, let's head back." Charles also stood, but just as he did, his phone rang. Narrowing his eyes, he took

Sir Hoffman needs to see you," the Hoffmans' butler

could finish, Maxwell took the phone from him. "Come back right now!" Maxwell's tone was harsh, making it clear that something serious had happened. Charles remained calm, sitting back down as he asked,

me what's going on-you know exactly what you did!" Maxwell snapped, his voice brimming with frustration. "Tell me, did you return

Aunt Nancy out for a strott. What of it? Are you going to meddle in that too, Grandfather?" Charles asked, trying to discern what

me was there a

across Charles' face, so much so that even Noelle and

a concerned glance at Charles, who was furrowing his brows deeply. "So, it seems you already know,"

made it so obvious. How could I not? When did that woman come back? Didn't you send her