Noelle was not having it. She shook her head again. "I can't spend my days scared stiff because of them. I bet they won't come after me again anytime soon after this mess.""Don't sweat it, Noelle," Sean reassured her, casually juggling an apple. "Charles put Ronald on the case. They can’t touch you or your job, I promise. Chill out!"Meanwhile, Charles had gotten a call from the Hoffman family estate that he could not ignore, especially since his mom, Clarisse, was on the line. Reluctant or not, he knew he had to make the trip back home.The moment the car pulled up to the grand gates of the Hoffman family estate, the butler was already there, waiting to greet him. He waved someone over to swing the gates open. "Young Master Charles, welcome home!"Charles squinted against the sunlight as he stepped out of the car. "When did my mom come back?""The butler replied, taking my coat. "She flew in this morning." He hesitated before adding, "Ms. Janet is here, too."At the mention of
Charles waved his hand dismissively. "No need. I'll go upstairs later. Just have someone prepare some tea. Do we still have this year's new tea?""Yes, we do," the butler, James, replied with a delighted expression. "I'll prepare it right away and bring it up to you shortly, Mr. Charles!"Charles nodded and turned to find a seat far from Clarisse. "Why did you come back this time, Mother?"Clarisse's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. "What do you mean by that? This is still my home. Do I need to report to you when I come back?"Charles' thin lips curved into a slight smile, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness. His relaxed posture contrasted starkly with Clarisse's proper and reserved demeanor.Her expression darkened, and she felt powerless about her son's attitude toward her. She could not pinpoint when this change had occurred, but by the time she noticed, it was already too late to reverse it."Charlie, I'm still your mother!" Clarisse excla
Janet's face turned pale upon hearing this. She bit her lower lip hard and looked at Charles with pitiful eyes, then turned to Clarisse. "Charles, I know you're in a bad mood. I won't hold it against you."Charles let out a cold snort. He merely glanced at Janet before turning to go upstairs. Seeing Charles go up, James quickly followed. "Mr. Charles, I've prepared the tea. Where would you like it?""Have someone bring it up. I need to speak with Dad and Uncle Henry," Charles said, his cool voice softening slightly.Hearing Charles' conversation with the butler, Clarisse's eyes flashed with sharpness as her fingernails dug into her palm.Janet's face was not any better. She hurried to Clarisse's side and helped her sit down. "Aunt Clary, has Charles... Has he really not forgiven me? But I... Aunt Clary, what should I do?"Clarisse was also in a foul mood. No one would feel good being treated this way by their own son, especially when he showed more respect to a servant than to her
Mateo and Henry understood who Charles was talking about. They had watched Charles and that woman grow up together, believing they were a perfect match, but she unexpectedly..."But Kelly..." Mateo began."Dad, you don't need to worry about my affairs. I know what I'm doing. If you have time to spare, you should manage my mother instead," Charles interrupted.Mateo's eyes darkened as he sighed. "Your mother's situation isn't easy to handle. Years of resentment can't be undone so simply. Her purpose for returning is clear. Do you think she came back for me?""Then you should understand that no one can force me to do anything, whether it's Kelly or Janet," Charles set down his teacup with excessive force, causing tea to splash out.Mateo's expression tightened. "But your mother...""Capiton is her family, the Baker family's, domain. If she likes it there so much, tell her to go back. It's better if she doesn't return!"Suddenly, a noise came from outside. Charles frowned, stood up
Maxwell's withered eyes were unusually sharp. "Oh? Have you finished your discussion? It's been a while since I've seen you. Why don't you stay for dinner tonight?"Maxwell was no fool. Clarisse had arrived in the morning, and Charles came in the afternoon. Whatever business Charles had with Mateo and Henry could have been resolved at the company. The only explanation was that Clarisse wanted to see Charles.However, years of estrangement could not be thawed in a day. Clarisse had left Brookville and the Hoffman family many years ago, rarely returning.This time around, she even brought Janet back with her. Anyone could see her intentions. It was no wonder why Charles was angry.Charles' brows furrowed slightly, but he did not refuse. "Let me help you downstairs, Grandpa.""Alright," Maxwell agreed.Meanwhile, Clarisse stood at the doorway, watching Charles ignore her existence as he went downstairs with Maxwell. She felt a surge of frustration that she could not express.She
"Sorry," Henry interrupted Clarisse, his gaze somewhat cold and distant. "This is your and Mateo's personal affair. It's hard for an outsider like me to say anything.""Outsider?" Clarisse's face paled slightly, becoming tinged with bitterness. "Henry, you're actually saying that we..."Henry said pointedly, "Clarisse, we should go down for dinner. You haven't been to Brookville in a long time. The Hoffman residence's chef isn't the same as before."With that, Clarisse's expression grew even more unpleasant.Then, Clarisse watched Henry leave while standing motionless with her fists clenched, staring blankly at his retreating figure.Janet stood nearby for a while, not fully understanding Clarisse's earlier words. However, just thinking about how Charles treated her made her upset."Aunt Clary, you must help me. You watched me grow up, and you know how I feel about Charles. Kelly used to be in the picture. Now that she's gone, why won't Charles accept me?"Clarisse's eyes flicke
"Uncle Charles, it's been a long time since you've seen me. Did you miss me?""Of course, I did!" Charles playfully pinched Anna's nose. "Did you miss me, Anna?""Yes, I missed you very much." As if afraid Charles would not believe her, Anna took his hand and planted a big kiss on his cheek, making everyone in the Hoffman family burst into laughter."Now that everyone's here, let's start dinner," Maxwell said. As the head of the family, he understood the situation between his children but chose not to mention it.Fortunately, Anna's presence helped ease the tension. With the child around, the conversation topics became much lighter.After dinner, Chloe carried Anna over to Charles. "Was the urgent phone call just about this?" She glanced at Clarisse and Janet in the living room. "Mother really shouldn't have brought her along."Chloe harbored no goodwill toward Janet, stemming from an incident years ago. "It's getting late, and Anna needs to sleep," she said."Yes, I should be g
Janet said pitifully, "But Chloe seems to dislike me a lot. Aunt Clary, what did I do wrong? Why does it seem like no one in the Hoffman family likes me?""Silly child, it's not your fault. It's their problem," Clarisse consoled Janet, who was on the verge of tears. Her pitiful appearance made Clarisse's heart ache.Clarisse lived in Capiton for years, raising Janet by her side and loving her like her own daughter. She treated Janet far better than she ever treated Chloe.At that moment, Charles walked in front while carrying Anna, with Chloe following behind. As they entered the living room, their gazes turned sharp and cold upon seeing Clarisse and Janet.Janet quickly stood up when Charles finally came in, but her eyes betrayed unmistakable jealousy when she saw Anna in his arms. "Charles, you..."Charles swept a piercing gaze over her before settling on Clarisse. "It's getting late. Chlo and I will be heading back now. Mother, you should rest early too.""Charlie!" Clarisse c
Noelle was speechless.Could someone please tell her why there was such blatant favoritism between two children born to the same parents?The people nearby had also noticed the situation, and soon, muffled laughter spread through the crowd.Even Yves and Kelly could not help but chuckle. Charles was clearly a devoted husband and a doting father—but only to his daughter.As for his son… It seemed Connor now had the lowest rank in the family.Yves shook his head and glanced down at Connor, who had stopped crying. The little boy simply stared at Glitter as if watching her intently.Noelle sighed, feeling both exasperated and amused. Was Charles being biased? Connor was just as adorable!Meanwhile, on the other side of the hall, Clarisse had previously reached out to Liliana in private, hoping she would return to the family.At first, Liliana had remained noncommittal. Later, even Maxwell had personally approached her, expressing his desire for her to come back, admitting that the
"What else could it be?"Noelle did not even need to look to know exactly what Charles was up to. She sighed as she glanced at her sister, who was still oblivious.Meanwhile, Yves and Charles seemed to have reached an agreement on stage. The two men shook hands before stepping down together.Charles walked straight to Noelle's side and, without hesitation, took Nora from her arms. The moment Nora saw him, her bright eyes sparkled with excitement.She let out a series of delighted coos, clearly overjoyed to be in his arms. She was barely a month old, yet somehow, she was already showing favoritism.Noelle could not help but feel a little jealous. She had been holding Nora just moments ago, yet the little one had not shown this level of enthusiasm.Pouting, she reached out and gently pinched Nora's cheek. In response, Nora turned her head away, ignoring Noelle entirely. Instead, she snuggled into Charles' chest, continuing her happy babbling.Noelle scowled. "Hmph, ungrateful litt
Charles chuckled. "Are you sure?"Yves narrowed his eyes and leaned in close, lowering his voice so only the two of them could hear. "Charles, what the hell are you up to?"Charles smirked. "Nothing much. I just want to make sure you're certain about this."His gaze suddenly shifted toward Kelly. "Tell me, do you think my dear sister-in-law might find someone better?"A sharp glint flashed through Yves' narrowed eyes. "Charles, aren't you afraid I'll take over Collosus Group entirely?" His teeth clenched as frustration flickered across his face.Charles simply shrugged, utterly unbothered. "I'm just afraid you won't.""You—" Yves could feel the vein in his temple pulsing.He never expected Charles—renowned for his ruthless decisiveness—to be such a schemer! He was utterly devoid of a moral compass. "Where is your conscience?"Charles arched a brow. "Can't help it. I have a wife and kids to take care of. I don't have time to waste.""And I do?" Yves shot back, clearly irritated
Before Winter could even finish her sentence, a series of rapid knocks echoed from the front door of the Shaw residence.Within moments, the door was violently forced open as a group of uniformed police officers stormed inside."Mr. Shaw, Ms. Shaw, this is a search warrant," the leading officer declared as he held up a document. "And this is an arrest warrant. Ms. Shaw, you're under arrest for attempted murder. Take her away!"With a subtle nod from their leader, the officers moved swiftly. Winter was subdued before she could react.For a moment, she was too stunned to struggle. It was not until they had escorted her outside and shoved her into a police car that she finally snapped back to reality."You can't arrest me! Let go of me! I didn't kill anyone!" she screamed, her voice filled with desperation.However, it was no use. She was quickly taken away. Meanwhile, Julian was also arrested for harboring a fugitive.All of this unfolded within a single night. By the time most pe
Through Janet's eyes, Milo seemed to see her mother again. It was the same clarity in her gaze that had appeared the moment she took her own life years ago.A sharp pain shot through Milo's chest, but before he could react, Janet's knife had already plunged into him."Monster! You're a monster! It's because of you that Charlie doesn't want me anymore! He abandoned me!"No matter what she did, Charles would never take her back.At that moment, Janet was utterly consumed by despair. She watched as blood gushed from Milo's chest, staining his clothes in deep red. Then, suddenly, she burst into hysterical laughter."Let's go to hell together!""You…" Milo's eyes widened in shock. He stared at Janet in disbelief.Then, as she pulled the knife out, he collapsed."Milo!"Raphael stood frozen as he watched Milo fall. Blood spread rapidly around him, pooling onto the floor in an uncontrollable flood."Somebody! Somebody call an ambulance! Call an ambulance—now!"His panicked screams
"My child, where is my child? Where is the baby Charlie and I had? Give my child back to me!"Janet's eyes locked onto Milo, and she immediately rushed toward him. "Father, give me back my baby! Give them back!"She clutched at Milo with frantic desperation. Her long, untrimmed nails, sharp from neglect, scraped deep into his skin, leaving red, bloody gashes across the back of his hand. "Father, where is my child?""That's my child with Charlie… Where is Charlie? Why isn't Charlie coming to see me?"Milo sucked in a sharp breath, startled by Janet's unnatural strength. However, the moment Janet turned and spotted Raphael, her expression darkened even further, and her gaze turned menacing."You… You old bastard! Give me back my son! Give him back!"She lunged at Raphael, gripping his arm and yanking at him violently.She was like a rabid animal, stronger than any of the doctors or caretakers combined.Janet ran wildly around the living room, knocking over furniture as the doctor
"Hmm? What's that supposed to mean?" Sean asked in confusion. "What exactly are you doing?""Nothing," Charles replied, his expression returning to normal. "What was the situation in Capiton before? The timing of Janet's breakdown doesn't seem right."It was not quite what he had expected, but it did not affect his plans.Sean smacked his lips. "Haha, speaking of that, you should ask that little brat Linda. Her acupuncture skills are seriously impressive. Just a few needles and she did more damage than the medicine I prepared!"He had to admit that the drugs he had mixed up were practically useless compared to what Linda had done. "But that little girl was pretty ruthless with it!""Ruthless?" Charles' gaze turned sharp. "Compared to what they have done, Linda went easy on them."If Noelle had suffered any real harm, he would have wiped the Bakers off the face of the earth.Sean caught the murderous intent in Charles' expression and raised an eyebrow. "So, what's your plan? Keep
Noelle nodded and pushed open the door to Connor and Nora's nursery. "What do you think, Mom? Charlie started working on this room as soon as I found out I was pregnant. Everything here, from the decor to even the smallest details, was his doing."Clarisse smiled as she stepped inside. Her gaze swept over the room, filled with warmth and tenderness. Her eyes grew misty as she took it all in. "It's beautiful—truly wonderful."Walking over to the crib, she saw the two babies fast asleep. Their tiny arms and legs were slightly lifted in the air.Noelle chuckled as she approached. "They sleep like this all the time. The doctor said it'll get better in a while."Clarisse nodded but could not hide a trace of guilt. "I never really took care of my own children after they were born. No wonder they aren't close to me now."There was a hint of regret in her voice.Noelle pursed her lips and then said playfully, "I was actually thinking about going back to work once I recovered. But what ab
Noelle placed the paper in front of Clarisse like she was presenting a treasure. Clarisse was slightly taken aback. Although her relationship with Charles had improved, she still felt a bit uneasy when facing her own son.At this moment, Noelle was acting as a bridge between them. It might not seem like much, but Clarisse understood that Charles' willingness to be even slightly cordial with her was largely because of Noelle.Her son was fiercely devoted—especially when it came to Noelle. Clarisse had started to see her in a new light.At first glance, Noelle seemed rather ordinary. But over time, her good qualities became more apparent. The more Clarisse got to know her, the more she realized just how remarkable she was."Mom, look! Charlie put so much thought into this," Noelle said while beaming."Yes… he really did," Clarisse murmured, her eyes growing slightly misty. The sadness she had felt earlier because of Milo had eased, replaced by a strange sense of warmth as she gazed