CHAPTER 37

Charles’ POV:

I strolled into Aldo's office, a confident smile plastered on my face. Agatha was waiting, her brow furrowed as she studied some documents spread across the massive mahogany desk.

The morning light filtering through the window illuminated her hair, turning it into a halo of golden fire.

“She's even more beautiful when she's focused.”

I thought, my chest tightening with a longing that surprised even me.

"Good morning, my love," I greeted her, my voice smooth and warm.

She looked up, her expression guarded. "Charles. I didn't realize you were coming today."

Her voice was cool, distant. My smile faltered slightly. Something was off.

"Is everything alright, Agatha?" I asked, concern lacing my voice. "You seem… troubled."

She sighed, those deep, mesmerizing eyes clouded with a sadness that twisted my gut. "It's nothing, just… a lot on my mind."

I knew instantly. Nathan. She'd talked to him. A surge of jealousy, hot and possessive, flooded through me.

That bastard. Even when