The Cherished Wife

"When did this happen?" Maxwell gritted his teeth, unable to believe that his most trusted son, Henry, would side with Charles.

"You knew what happened between Charlie and Kelly back then. You also know that Noelle looks just like Kelly. Why didn't you stop it? And that woman, she's clearly with an agenda. If Charlie is acting recklessly, are you going to do the same?" Henry frowned. "Dad, Charlie is serious about Noelle. This has nothing to do with Kelly."

"How do you know? I think he's doing it on purpose." Just the thought of Noelle sharing the same face as Kelly made Maxwell feel deeply uncomfortable.

"I've spent time with Noelle. She's a good kid. Charlie has his reasons for choosing her. He knows what he wants, and he's not someone without sense."

"I don't think he knows anything at all!" Maxwell's frustration boiled over as he began to suspect that Charles had planned this all along. "Are you saying they're really married?"

Henry nodded. "Yes, Charlie told me they are."

He shot a glare at Mateo, saying, "This is the

three years ago, he gave up on the idea. However, he never expected Charles to choose someone

at least six months now. If you don't believe me, Dad, you can have someone investigate. You should be able to find their marriage records." Maxwell struggled to contain his anger, his chest rising and falling with each breath.

"What did Charlie

hesitated for a moment. "Grandfather, perhaps Charlie

doesn't need love. He only needs to serve the family, marry someone from a

"But Grandfather-"

Are you also planning to oppose me now?" Maxwell shot Chloe a withering

the details about that woman. Get it done immediately," Maxwell ordered before storming upstairs,