"Mr. Hoffman, here are your clothes," said the manager from Saint Di, a brand under the Collosus Group, as he delivered the attire. He tried to sneak a peek at the passenger seat, but the glass thwarted his curiosity, hiding Noelle from view.Charles stepped out and accepted the clothes with a piercing look that sent the manager scurrying away. "I’ll be on my way, Mr. Hoffman. You carry on with your day!" The manager nodded frantically, feeling an invisible blade at his back as he wiped the sweat from his brow, thoroughly intimidated.Charles gave a slight squint, settled back into the driver's seat, and handed the clothes to Noelle with a casual, "Check them out. See if they're to your liking!"Noelle accepted the bag, peeked inside, and found a modest yet stylish outfit. "Meeting someone important today?" she asked.Charles gave a quick nod. "Go ahead and change.""Right here?" Noelle glanced around the car interior, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, no one can see in, but..." She tr
"Charles!" Janet's voice quivered with panic as she tried to approach him, but one fierce look from Charles made her recoil. She wrapped her arms around herself, her face drained of color. To Janet, nothing stung more than her own past, a weapon Charles had wielded against her time and again, leaving her feeling utterly humiliated. "Charles, how can you be so cruel? I didn't choose where I came from. If I could, I'd want to be a Baker through and through!""Well, isn't that practically the case? My uncle took you in as his own, didn't he? You've got a golden ticket, Janet. Not everyone gets that, so you ought to be thanking your lucky stars for a mom who had a rich ex to pave your way!" Charles never held back his biting remarks. "I handed you a chance on a silver platter, and you just tossed it aside.""Charles, Janet’s just got a crush on you.""A crush on me? Mom, I'm starting to think you've forgotten all the class and decency you should know at your age. Don’t you know right an
Before anyone could react, Janet had already dashed past Charles, heading straight for his sports car.Janet dashed to the car, yanking at the door handle with no luck. Her eyes were glued to the car's interior, but she couldn't see anything. She slammed her hands against the door in frustration. "Open up! I know you're in there! You have the nerve to hop into Charles's ride but are too scared to face me? Come out, you homewrecker! Open the door!"Janet was frantically pulling and tugging at Charles's car. A crowd had formed at the mall entrance, whispering and speculating about the drama unfolding. When they overheard Janet shouting ‘homewrecker’ at the person inside the car, all eyes were on her.The onlookers were trying to figure out if Janet was the girlfriend and the one in the car the side chick, which would explain Janet's meltdown. Then, they all looked at Charles and realized he was drop-dead gorgeous enough for women to fight over him. In no time, the girls around whipped
"Okay, okay, I'll take her away right now. Charles, just cool down, okay? You know she... she didn't mean any of this. Don't hold it against her," Clarisse said, rushing over to grab Janet's hand. "Janet, cut it out, come with me." She leaned in and whispered something that made Janet's fierce gaze flicker with doubt. "Aunt Clary, are you for real?""Have I ever lied to you? Come on. Let's head home."It took some doing, but Clarisse managed to lead Janet away. Charles squinted, giving the area a quick once-over. The crowd that had been rubbernecking scattered, cowed by Charles's commanding vibe.Charles's scowl lingered until Clarisse's car was out of sight. Then he tapped on the car door. "Open up, Noelle!"Noelle had been in the middle of changing in the back seat when Janet came charging over like she had lost her mind. It freaked Noelle out so much that she froze, not even daring to breathe too loudly. Her heart was pounding in her throat, especially after hearing the crazy st
"She does.""And she's still pushing you to marry Janet?" Noelle was dumbfounded, but noticing Charles's troubled look, she quickly flashed a smile and steered the conversation elsewhere. "So, where are we headed now?""We're going to pick someone up."Charles glanced at Noelle. "Don't worry about me. If you want to know more about Janet, I'll fill you in. But we've got bigger fish to fry right now." He said this and playfully tousled Noelle's hair.Noelle was not having it this time. She flicked Charles's hand off her head. "Quit it with the head-patting. You've totally wrecked my hair. Weren't we supposed to meet some bigwigs soon? How am I supposed to show my face like this!" She pulled out a compact mirror from her purse and, seeing the hair disaster Charles had caused, shot him a look that could freeze lava. "Next time, hands off the hair unless I say so, got it?"Charles gave her a sideways glance, his eyes dancing with mischief as he nodded. "Got it!"With a sigh, Noelle d
Stepping out of the car, Noelle smoothed down her outfit, looking sharp. Charles followed suit, eyeing Noelle's attire with approval."How's this? It's got to be perfect now, right? Oh, and who are we meeting later? I need a little warning so I can get my game face on!" Noelle said, sneaking a peek at Charles. She caught him staring at her and self-consciously checked herself out. "Does it not look good?""You look great!" Charles assured her, his gaze intense. "Come on, we should head out. It's time!" He glanced at his watch, which read two o'clock. "Ronald mentioned the plane's touching down at two. We should be able to catch him if we go now."Noelle grinned. "You haven't spilled the beans yet. Who is it?""George!" Charles replied. Noelle paused for a beat, then her eyes widened. "The head engineer? George Gibson?""Have you heard of him?" Charles asked, unfazed, offering his hand. Noelle took it and matched his stride. "Heck yeah, George is a legend! Mr. Parker can't stop tal
"Well... I just gave it to Mr. Hoffman, and he hasn't said anything yet," Noelle explained. Charles pointed at Noelle's phone, gesturing for her to hand it over.Noelle bit her lip. "Mr. Parker, I'm with Mr. Hoffman right now, and he says he wants to speak with you!"Noelle handed the phone to Charles, who took it and said briefly, "This is Charles. I've received the documents you asked Noelle to pass on to me, but I haven't had the chance to review them yet. "But everything seems fine. I'll get back to you this evening. Since you're not feeling well, take it easy and rest up.""Yes, Mr. Hoffman!" Brian replied. Since Charles was not in a hurry, Brian naturally did not rush things either. However, Brian seemed to remember something and asked, "Are you with Noelle now, Mr. Hoffman?""Is there a problem?" Charles' tone shifted abruptly. Just then, his phone rang.He glanced down at Noelle and gestured for her to take out his phone and answer it.Noelle pouted and reluctantly pull
"Alright. Let's go!" Charles nodded. He took his phone from Noelle's hand and casually put it in his pocket, but he did not return Noelle's phoneNoelle opened her mouth to speak but then noticed Charles walking beside her, fiddling with her phone.As he had found the right angle, he pulled Noelle closer and quickly snapped a photo. Noelle heard the sound of the shutter and saw that both their faces had been captured.Pouting, she muttered, "What are you doing?" She reached to grab her phone, but Charles held it high above his head. It was out of her reach even when she stood on her tiptoes."Charles, why are you holding my phone? And if you want to take a photo, at least give me a heads-up. I wasn't even ready! Give me my phone," Noelle complained.Charles smirked, his long fingers tapping away on the screen. Finally satisfied, he handed the phone back to Noelle.Noelle was about to grumble a bit more, but then she noticed that Charles had set that photo as her wallpaper. "Why d
The Majestic Lounge was Charles's next stop after leaving Phoenix Tree Residence. He had agreed to meet there and went straight to the private room. Sean was there, drinking non-stop.Charles walked up, took Sean's drink from his hand, and looked over at Peter. "What's happening?"Peter's eyebrow shot up. "Wow, drama!" He could not help but chuckle. "This is the first time I've seen him so worked up, acting like it's the end of the world, and he won't even tell us why!"As he spoke, Peter poured a glass of wine for Charles. Charles squinted and shook his head. "No thanks, I've stopped drinking."Peter's mouth gave a quick twitch. "Come on, really?""For real, I've quit!" Charles insisted. "I've got kids now, and I need to be a good role model for them!"Charles said it with such a smug tone that Peter almost wanted to toss a wine bottle at him. Sean, with his heart recently broken, just could not take it. He looked up, his eyes red with emotion, glaring at Charles as if he was
Charles gently tousled Noelle's hair. "Weren't you just saying how tired you were? What happened? Not sleepy now?" He teased her as she acted all wiggly and giggly like a little kid.Noelle blinked her big eyes. "Nope, I just want to hug you!"Charles smiled softly. "Okay then!" He closed his eyes. "Time to sleep!""Alright!" Noelle closed her eyes, too.When she woke up, Charles was gone. Noelle looked around, got out of bed, and after getting ready, she went to check Ice and Glitter's room, but they were not there.She went downstairs and found Maxwell holding Ice and Glitter, playing together with a caregiver nearby.Noelle was surprised. "Grandpa, when did you get here?""Ah, Noelle, you're up?" Maxwell smiled warmly and waved her over. "Come sit with me!""Where's Charles, Grandpa?" Noelle asked since she had not seen Charles since she woke up."Oh, he just said he had some stuff to take care of and went out," Maxwell said, not too worried. "I haven't seen the kids for a
"You don't need to lose any more weight," Charles said, playfully squeezing Noelle's waist. His eyes grew serious. "It's not good to be too thin."He preferred her with a little more weight, looking strong and huggable. "Being a bit plump is nice. It's comfy to cuddle!""Oh, stop it!" she protested, feeling he was teasing her.Blushing, Noelle looked down, too shy to meet Charles's gaze.Even after being married for so long, whenever Charles playfully teased her, Noelle's heart would still skip a beat. It raced so fast she could hardly keep up."I'm doing all this for you!" Noelle snuggled against Charles's chest. "You only get one wedding day, and I want to be the most beautiful bride!" She sighed, tilting her head. "You wouldn't believe it, but the wedding dress and gown mom and Aunt Nancy picked out yesterday were all too tight!"Remembering yesterday's dress-fitting fiasco, Noelle felt a twinge of frustration. "I told Mom my size from before I got pregnant. I could fit into i
"Look at this, look at this, now you're mad at me!" Maxwell started to make a scene. Charles held his head, feeling a splitting headache, "Noelle and the kids are asleep, do you want to wake them up?"Hearing that, Maxwell immediately quieted down, "You little scamp, why didn't you say so sooner? If you wake Ice and Glitter, I'll tan your hide!"Maxwell pretended to swing at someone in the air while Charles gave him an annoyed glance and then asked the servants to bring Maxwell's bags inside.Then Maxwell started ordering the servants around to get his room just right. After a lot of commotion, he finally settled down and asked for some coffee.Charles, nursing a headache, asked Maxwell, "What brings you here?" "Hmph, didn't you hear? Your dad and Uncle Henry don't want me anymore. So what's it going to be? Are you going to start looking down on me too?""No way!" Charles thought Maxwell was really getting too cranky with age. "This isn't like the old family home. There's no one
Kelly got it, "So, Grandpa, you're planning to?""I'm going to stay with Charles for a bit." He added, "Or you could come with me. I could have the driver drop you off at the school to take a look first?""No need, Grandpa, I'll take Seth myself. I've already talked to the folks there.""Alright then!" Maxwell nodded, "That's fine, but does Yves know about the school thing for the kid?"Maxwell was not just concerned about Charles and Noelle's wedding. He was also anxious about Yves and Kelly's situation.Since Maxwell had made his feelings clear last time, he would not let Yves and Kelly leave the family home, insisting they stay. Kelly could not argue with Maxwell and had to agree.Kelly nodded, "He knows, he's been really busy lately, I'll go have a look myself!""Oh yes, he's swamped since he took over the Collosus Group. There's so much he has to do himself. However, dear, if you don't want him to overwork, just tell me, and I'll get Charles to go back and lend a hand!""N
"Okay."Seeing that, Ronald breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I'll be off then, Mr. Hoffman."Once Ronald was gone, Noelle spun around and gave Charles a stern look. "Why don't you go to work? You're always just hanging around the house, getting in the way!" Noelle noticed that Charles had changed a lot since Ice and Glitter came into their lives.He used to be so passionate about his job, often bringing work home and staying up late in the study. However, then? He was always cuddling with Glitter, eating, napping, and not doing much else.Ronald was his assistant, after all. However, what about then? That look of disdain he had just given him.Charles squinted and raised an eyebrow. "Are you tired of me, Noelle? Don't want me around?"Noelle pressed her hand to her forehead. "That's not what I'm saying. I'm trying to have a serious talk with you, you should know...""I know, you're jealous!" Charles cut her off, stood up with Glitter in his arms, walked over to Noelle, and wrap
Although Charles and Noelle were not in a rush to plan their wedding, the Hoffman and Smith families certainly were. Everyone was eager to make sure every detail was perfect as no one wanted anything to go wrong.Clarisse, who had initially been preoccupied with the Bakers' situation, found herself too busy with the wedding preparations to think about anything else. Once she got caught up in the planning, there was simply no time to spare.Meanwhile, Nancy's health had improved significantly. Given how significant this wedding was for the Hoffman family, she naturally wanted to be involved.However, Henry remained concerned about her physical condition, only allowing her to oversee the decorations and review the guest list rather than taking on anything too strenuous.Charles and Noelle's wedding had become one of the grandest social events in Brookville's elite circles. Ever since the news of their marriage broke, countless socialites had secretly mourned the loss of another eligi
Sean felt a deep irritation rising within him. Savannah always assumed that Liliana was still clinging to him, unaware that she had long stopped loving him.Now, she probably wished he would disappear from her sight altogether. How could she possibly still be chasing after him?Yet every time Savannah spoke like this, it felt like a knife twisting in his heart, making it even harder to bear.He desperately wanted to find an escape, some way to let go, but he could not do it no matter what he did. He simply could not bring himself to let go.To Savannah, his impatience only added to her displeasure toward Liliana. "I'm talking to you! Are you even listening?" she snapped. I don't care what that woman does. I'll never approve of your relationship with her, so you'd better give up!"Sean's eyes remained fixed on his phone. On the screen was a private message from Charles. It was a video taken just moments ago in the Hoffman family's living room, where they had been discussing Liliana
Liliana flinched slightly. "Grandpa, I'm really not in a hurry right now.""How can you not be?" Maxwell sighed. "Look at the rest—they're all married. You're the only one still single in the Hoffman family. How can I not be worried?"He let out another heavy sigh, shaking his head. "I'm getting old. I've spent so much of my energy worrying about you all."Liliana could not help but smile wryly. "Grandpa, don't say that. I really have been thinking about it. Once Bobby recovers, I'll take my future more seriously.""Really?" Maxwell's eyes lit up. "Well then, don't you worry about Bobby's illness. If you don't want to go to the Smith family's hospital, that's fine. I'll find an even better hospital for him."I'll make sure someone takes care of it. You just focus on yourself, and leave the rest to me."Liliana chuckled. "Alright." She gently patted Bobby's back, soothing him as he drifted off to sleep.Once he was completely asleep, she stood up. "Grandpa, Bobby is asleep now. I