Sean had never expected Noelle to still be the reason he visited Phoenix Tree Residence a second time.He gazed at the woman lying in bed and the man standing guard by her. A spark appeared in his narrow eyes as he watched the other man’s careful, considerate movements. He clicked his tongue, “Gosh, Charles, can this not always be the reason you reach out to me?” Sean spread his hands out, a rueful expression on his face. “This always happens just as I’m about to get some rest after completing a surgery.” “Well, might as well then, since it’ll give you something to do with your time. Come and take a look at how Nelly is doing,” Charles said solemnly instead of squabbling with Sean, which was a rare sight. A grim look appeared on Sean’s face as he gazed at Charles, and he could not help but shake his head. “I’ll take a look. But to be honest, it’d make more sense for you to reach out to any other general practitioner! I’m a—” Charles said impatiently, "Cut the crap! Attend to h
Charles glanced at Sean before turning back to Ronald. “Tell Lareal to find out whose instructions they were acting on. Feel free to use any unique interrogation methods he has should the need arise.” “Yes, sir.” Ronald nodded, realizing that Charles was truly angered this time.Sean raised an eyebrow. “Where’s Lareal? I’ll go hang out with him!” Charles looked at Ronald, who felt a feeling of helplessness wash over him. However, since it was Sean, there was nothing else Ronald could do other than say, “The usual spot.” The usual spot Ronald was referring to was the underground arena that functioned as Brookville’s largest meeting spot. There were plenty of legends surrounding that place. Not only was it a place where people went to entertain themselves, but it was also a living hell for those who did not know what was best for them. Sean’s gaze instinctively landed on Charles once again. He had not expected Charles to be taking things so seriously this time. He gave Charles a
Noelle felt like she was floating mid-air in a dream-like world. In her dreams, a man held her hand as they took a walk together. When they grew tired, they lay on the grass to take a break. As she closed her eyes, the man leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss onto her lips. Noelle smiled. Things felt so sweet in the dream that she could not help but want more. She reached her arms over and wrapped them around Charles’ neck just as he was about to let go of her, burrowing herself onto Charles.The look in Charles’ eyes darkened. He used one arm to stabilize himself on the bed and lowered his gaze to look at Noelle, who seemed extremely happy. The corners of her lips curved upward as she tugged at him and called out, “Charles!” Although her voice was soft, he heard her. A glimmer appeared in his eyes as he lowered himself and kissed Noelle again. This time, though, the kiss was not a gentle one. He had always been someone who would do whatever it took to get what he wanted, eve
Noelle felt like she had dreamed a long, long dream. In her dream, Charles held her hand in his as he led her forward. Although she did not know where the destination was, she still walked joyfully alongside him.Charles never let go of her hand and always stayed by her side no matter what happened. Noelle’s dream went on for extremely long. When she finally woke up, she gazed dazedly at the ceiling, seemingly still half-dreaming. The warmth in her palm surprised her slightly, and she turned her head in alarm when a thought struck her. She was met by the sight of a man fast asleep. The familiar-looking face was several times larger than what she usually saw. The man had such good skin that even a woman would be jealous of him, and there were shadows beneath his eyes, framed by a set of long eyelashes. Noelle was stunned as she recalled what had happened in the washroom. She remembered getting knocked out by a man but did not know what had happened after that. Her lips felt sligh
Noelle ruffled her hair, feeling bashful after hearing Charles praise her. “Rowena taught me that. I think I’ve told you this before, but Rowena works as a reporter!” “Indeed. You’ve got a wonderful friend!” Charles said as he nodded. “Alright, since you’re awake, why don’t you go wash up and give your friend a call? She was extremely worried about you last night!” “Oh, right, I nearly forgot. Rowena must be worried sick!” Noelle said as she hurriedly tried to locate her phone. “Charles, have you seen my phone?” “It’s on the bedside cabinet!” Charles rarely saw Noelle this flustered and could not help but shake his head as he said, “Don’t panic. Who knows? She might not even be awake yet!” Despite saying that, he did not stop Noelle. After taking a quick shower, he changed into some loungewear before heading downstairs. It was only then that Noelle realized she must have spent the night in the same bed with Charles. Noelle instinctively bit down on her lip, and she turned t
Noelle shook her head, unsure what she should say in response. When she looked up at Charles, she felt that he looked even better than he usually did. She also noticed that he had a perpetual grin on his face. “Are you in a great mood?” Charles raised an eyebrow. “Should I be unhappy instead?” That stumped her, and she did not have an answer for him. She pursed her lips as she pointed at his lips and then at hers. “Did something happen last night that I’m unaware of?” A smile that reached Charles’ dark brown eyes tugged at the corner of his lips. His smile was as warm and beautiful as springtime. Noelle gave an involuntary shudder. Charles’ smile was too beautiful for his own good. “Why are you smiling?”“Did you forget what you did last night, Noelle?” Charles asked, a look of interest settling across his features as he balanced one hand on the dining table and drummed his elegant-looking fingers against the tabletop. The way he looked at her made her feel like there was nowh
The look on Charles’ face darkened slightly, and a foul aura began emanating from him. Noelle paused in the middle of eating her oatmeal, and she instinctively turned to Charles. “Is something wrong?” Charles immediately switched up the aura emanating from him and smiled at Noelle as he shook his head. “Everything’s alright!” His voice sounded calm, and no one could decipher any particular sort of emotion he was feeling. Then, he said to Ronald, “It’s alright if he’s chucked. As long as we got the stuff!” “He hasn’t been chucked yet, Mr. Hoffman. We’re just… getting ready for that,” Ronald said, unsure if he should laugh or cry. Why did both these men just do as they please? Charles frowned slightly. “Tell him to hold on. I’ll drop by and have a look later, but he can take care of everything else.” Ronald shuddered. He could just about imagine how bloody the scene would get later. Compared to Sean, Charles' methods were truly scary. “Alright, I’ll get Lareal to continue traci
Teresa was a quiet girl, which was why she and Noelle had opened a garden house together. Apart from managing the garden house, she spent her days reading.Rowena, on the other hand, was different. She was energetic and lively, the most active of the three. That was why Rowena chose a career as a reporter, and she was constantly traveling across the country.The three good friends finally got together, so they made sure to have a great time. They visited several shops and bought a bunch of clothes. Then again, most of them were picked out by Rowena, though they were not for herself but for Noelle.Rowena's reasoning was simple. Since Noelle was now married to Charles, she needed to dress up and could not continue dressing in her old style.Noelle did not see anything wrong with her previous wardrobe, but she went along with it.Teresa was quite surprised. "Noelle, you're married?"Teresa was indeed taken aback. She knew a bit about Noelle and Xavier's situation. Noelle had been o
Kelly had been spending the past few days with Seth, whose health had improved significantly. After the recent incident, Kelly stayed in Brookville for a while, using the time to reflect deeply. One of the reasons she had not left Brookville was because of Seth's biological father.It had been almost four years. Not too long, yet not short either.Kelly thought she had let it go, but the DNA report comparing Seth with Maxwell made her hesitate once again.She always knew Seth was not Charles' child. She was fully aware of who the father was, yet his true identity remained a mystery.During those months four years ago, that man had stayed by her side, sharing a deeply unforgettable time with her. It was so unforgettable that she had pushed aside questions about his identity or purpose, choosing instead to immerse herself in the moment with him.Yet she was nothing more than a pawn for him to use against the Hoffmans in the end.Strangely, Charles had been absent from Brookville du
Grant's expression turned ice-cold in an instant. "What are you planning to do?""Kelly is Noelle's biological sister. Sean said only enzymes extracted from close relatives' blood might save Noelle. Whether it works or not, I have to try," Charles replied. His gaze was intense in a way Grant had never seen before.Grant had not expected to ever witness such an expression on Charles' face. He frowned deeply but eventually nodded. "I'll try, but she still doesn't know she's part of the Smith family.""You didn't tell her?" Charles was visibly surprised. He had assumed Grant would have already told Kelly the truth.Now, hearing that Kelly had no idea about her connection to Noelle or the Smith family, Charles was taken aback."I'll bring her over as soon as I can. Give me some time.""Fine, but don't take too long. Nelly can't wait," Charles said firmly. He understood that revealing the truth to Kelly and convincing her to help Noelle would not be easy. However, since Grant had ag
Sean emerged with a somber expression. "Margaret has confirmed that there's a fresh needle mark on Noelle's arm. That shadow from earlier must have injected something into her, which likely triggered her immediate symptoms."Charles clenched his fists, the sound of his knuckles cracking filling the tense air. "What's the plan?""Before the virus spreads too deeply, we could try using blood from Noelle's close relatives to extract certain components that might counteract it," Sean explained.Charles narrowed his eyes. "Be clearer. What are you suggesting?""This idea isn't fully tested. I only came across it in medical literature, and there's no guarantee it will work. If the virus hasn't invaded her bone marrow, we might still have a chance."Charles' expression eased slightly, but a hint of apprehension lingered. He glanced at Sean, who hesitated before continuing. "We need to call in Uncle Harrison and Shirley. Ideally, we should also bring Kelly here.""Fine!"Harrison arrive
"Make sure to cooperate well with Dr. Ellison, alright?"Charles leaned down, planting a soft kiss on Noelle's forehead before stepping out with Sean. "What's going on?"Outside, Peter, Tania, and Brandon were waiting. Brandon kept peeking into the room, and his curious eyes were wide with concern. "Uncle Charles, what's wrong with Aunt Noelle?"Charles' expression softened immediately. He reached out to tousle Brandon's hair gently. "Aunt Noelle is fine. She's just feeling a little sick.""Oh, then Bran will give Aunt Noelle some candy. If Auntie eats candy, she won't hurt anymore," Brandon said with childlike earnestness, pulling a few candies from his small bag and handing them to Charles."Uncle Charles, give these to Aunt Noelle!""Alright."Charles accepted the candies, his gaze drifting back to the room. He watched through the window as Noelle cooperated with Margaret's examination. His chest felt unbearably tight with worry."Have you figured out what to do yet?""Wh
"Mm, you didn't cry," Noelle said with a faint smile.Her face was still pale, but it was clear she had passed the peak of her pain.She placed her hands gently on Charles' face, slowly pulling herself up. After finding a comfortable position, she leaned into him, her head nuzzling against his chest like a mother soothing her child.Her delicate fingers traced the contours of his face. "You didn't cry."Charles could not help but tremble slightly. Lowering his gaze, he found Noelle looking up at him. She cupped his face with both hands, her body leaning closer, and her forehead was lightly pressing against his.She rubbed against him gently. "You were just worried about me," she said softly. Then, she placed a gentle kiss at the corner of his mouth."Our Charlie is the best, the strongest. How could he cry? Crying is my job."Noelle's smile was so tender and warm that it seemed to melt the storm brewing in Charles' heart.He carefully wrapped her in his arms, brushing his face
"She has the virus too?" Tania gasped sharply. She had never experienced an outbreak herself, so she did not realize how excruciating it could be. Seeing Noelle in such pain now, Tania froze. "Then, we...""Peter, take Tania and Bran outside!" Charles shot Peter a look. Peter nodded and led Tania out of the room.Charles took a deep breath, then grabbed Sean forcefully by the collar. "What do we do now?""Charles, calm down. Just calm down. I don't know the right treatment yet. I can only...""What did you just say? You don't know how to treat her?" Charles' voice was a growl, his eyes blazing with fury."Do you realize how much pain Nelly is in right now? You're a doctor, and you're telling me you don't know how to help her?"He lifted Sean off the ground by his collar, his entire body trembling with rage. "Look carefully! The person lying there is Nelly. She's your cousin. And you're telling me there's nothing you can do?"Charles' bloodshot eyes reflected his desperation as
"Yes, and coincidentally, the registered name is Yves Hoffman!"Charles' expression instantly darkened. "What did you just say?""The hospital keeps these records confidential, but I managed to pull some strings. Yves is someone from the Hoffman family!"Charles' gaze turned cold and sharp, locking onto the name. His tone was steely. "There's no one by that name in the Hoffmans."If such a capable person existed within the family, he would have known by now.Although the Hoffmans were a vast family, Charles was familiar with anyone who had notable skills or influence.The existence of this Yves puzzled him. If someone like this was truly from the Hoffmans, there was no way he would not have known.Peter's face grew serious. "If Kelly was indeed abducted and later gave birth to Seth, then this man could very well be Seth's biological father."If he's connected to the Hoffmans, it explains why Seth's DNA matches someone from your family."Charles nodded. "That was my theory as w
"What are you even saying?" Noelle reached out, gently pushing Charles aside and pulling him to sit next to her.Her delicate hands rested on his cheek, then traced over his brow bone. She shook her head with a soft laugh. "You're the one who saved me."Charles moved his lips as if to speak but swallowed his words when he met Noelle's eyes. "I just blame myself for not protecting you this time," he murmured."You can't blame yourself for that. The one to blame is the person who captured me. They were in the shadows while we were in the light. How could we know what they'd do next?"Don't dwell on it too much. Look at me—I'm perfectly fine now," Noelle reassured him, her hand lightly caressing his face. "You haven't been resting well these past few days, have you?"Her earnest gaze landed on him, leaving Charles no room to deflect. He nodded. "I missed you too much to sleep.""What a sweet talker!" Noelle smiled shyly before admitting, "I missed you too.""Charlie, do you know wh
Charles narrowed his eyes slightly. "Alright, understood."Ronald was still stiff from fear, and he felt as though his entire body was frozen. He was terrified Charles might lose his temper and send him flying with a single kick.He had not forgotten how Andrew had been on the receiving end of several kicks from Charles that day. Despite being much tougher than Ronald, Andrew was still nursing his aching chest from the encounter."Mr. Hoffman, I'll take my leave now," Ronald blurted before making a hasty retreat.Leaning casually against the edge of Noelle's bed, Sean scoffed, "Charles, look at you. Your subordinates are scared to death of you."Charles lifted his gaze, coldly sweeping his sharp eyes across Sean's face. "Aren't you leaving yet?""Damn!" Sean cursed under his breath. "Talk about burning bridges!"Turning to Noelle, he complained, "Noelle, look at your husband! Treating his cousin-in-law like this—give him a good scolding for me!"Charles cracked his knuckles, an