The Cherished Wife

"You..." Maxwell never imagined Charles would speak to him this way. "Are you serious? Aren't you afraid I'll strip you of your authority? Aren't you worried I'll take away your right to inherit the Hoffman family?" Charles turned fully to face Maxwell, his gaze calm and unwavering. He stood tall, looking down at the older man.

Once ruthless in his youth, Maxwell now showed signs of aging, though his sharpness remained.

"Of course, I'm serious." Charles' tone was indifferent, almost lazy. "But it seems you've underestimated me, Grandfather."

"What do you mean by that?"

"All these years, do you really think I care about becoming the head of the Hoffman family?"

Charles shot a sideways glance at Mateo. "Dad, Uncle Henry, take good care of Grandfather. I have other things to attend to, so I'll be going."

"Charles, I won't recognize that woman. The Hoffman family will never accept her!"

straightened his back further. "I already told you I don't

things had become between Charles and Maxwell,

up, she blocked the car door, preventing him from getting inside.

Chloe felt uneasy under his scrutiny and rushed to explain, "Dad asked me to return. Don't worry, I didn't tell them

of the Hoffmans means that your wife must be someone

Noelle Shaw?

but in her eyes, Noelle was not fit to become the matriarch of the Hoffmans. It was not that she was prejudiced but that the family

them with their careers," Charles

Hoffmans, I won't oppose you. Just know that from here on, I'll walk

lip lightly. "We're family. Why

clear-I have no desire for the position of head

last glance. "Jordy avoids getting involved in family matters, and Anna is still