Chapter 643

The subordinate, although puzzled, nodded in agreement.

After hanging up, Charles sat on the sofa in his study, a cigarette between his fingers. The smoke slowly dispersed around him, making the expression on his handsome face even more hazy and indistinct.

No one knew what he was thinking. After a while, the ashtray on the coffee table was filled with cigarette butts. Charles took a deep breath, stubbed out the last cigarette, and headed to the bathroom.

Those who knew Charles well understood that he only smoked this much when he was dealing with something particularly difficult. The nicotine helped him stay alert and think more clearly.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was still damp. His robe was clinging to his lean frame, softening his stern demeanor with a touch of domestic warmth.

At some point, Yvonne had woken up and was smiling at him. Charles paused, then climbed into bed and wrapped his long arms around her.

"Why are you awake? Couldn't sleep or are you feeling u