The Cherished Wife

Tania's face turned pale. "I... How is that possible? That can't be!"

"Impossible?" Charles chuckled, placing Brandon down from his lap. "Brandon, how about you go look for your Aunt Noelle?"

"Okay!" Brandon seemed in a good mood as he slid off Charles' lap and ran off to the kitchen.

Charles stood up. "Come with me to the study."

Tania felt uneasy, especially with what Charles was saying, which echoed some of the strange things Noelle had mentioned earlier in the day. Tania knew that with Charles' abilities, finding someone should be an easy task. If Charles said he could not locate her, then... "Take a look at this!" Charles opened a drawer and pulled out a yellow folder, handing it to Tania. "These are some of the leads I've gathered over the past three years while searching for you.

"According to these, you've supposedly been to countless countries. My men have been looking for you in each of those places. Now, tell me, who could be skillful enough to fool both me and Peter for three years?"

"I..."

to certain methods this time, I doubt even Aunt Nancy's condition would've been enough to bring you

real. I didn't go anywhere. After leaving Brookville three years ago, I went straight to Carvonia.

Charles' eyes turned cold. "Who is this person you supposedly married? Trevon Holmes?" His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Is

well. He helped

do?" Charles interrupted her. "And did

silent, unable to respond. Charles stepped forward and patted her shoulder. "Now that you're back, take some time to really

health. I'm unfilial. couldn't be with my biological parents, and even with my adoptive father... His dying wish was to return

what about

him cremated and brought his ashes back. I'm planning to bury him in his hometown after

stay at Phoenix Tree Residence. Let Noelle help take care of

at Tania's conflicted expression, his own gaze darkening. "Think it over carefully. When