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Yolanda drove to Sinclair Group to drop Jason off, planning to see Charles while she was there.

Jason kept his distance from her. As soon as they arrived in the underground parking garage, he went straight for the elevator dedicated to the executive floors, leaving Yolanda behind.

Ironically, even as the CEO’s Wife, Yolanda didn’t have the access card for that elevator. Seriously? I still can’t get into the VIP area, she thought wryly, so she had to go up to the lobby first.

Yolanda figured Jason probably thought she had a pass already, which was why he didn’t bother waiting for

her.

Yolanda stepped into the regular elevator next to it, only to spot Sophie, all bundled up like she was trying hard not to get recognized.

Sophie’s face was full of surprise. “Tessa? What brings you to Sinclair Group?”

She was carrying an insulated lunch container, packed with home–cooked food–every single dish was Charles’s favorite.

These days, Sophie hung on Yolanda’s every word, her attitude toward her as friendly as could be.

Yolanda glanced at the lunch box. “Mrs. Sinclair’s around today. This really isn’t the best time for you to show up.”

A flash of panic flickered in Sophie’s eyes. She used to be brave enough to cause a scene in front of Mrs. Sinclair, but after almost getting left by Charles, she’d been way more cautious lately.

Sophie bit her lip. “So, what should I do?”

“Why don’t you head home? I’ll take the lunch box upstairs for you,” Yolanda said.

Sophie let out a sigh of relief and handed the lunch container over. “Thanks, Tessa. Once I’m sitting in the Mrs. Sinclair seat, I’ll be sure to give you a big red envelope–and every single talent under your management, I’ll make sure they all hit the top tier.”

As she got off the elevator at the first floor, Sophie kept reminding her, “Charles has stomach problems, so I put a lot of effort into making these. I actually got my hand blistered from all the cooking. Please, make sure he eats them.”

“I’ll try my best,” Yolanda replied. “But I’m not that close to Mr. Sinclair, so I’ll have to find an opportunity to deliver it. I can’t guarantee it’ll work.”

When Sophie heard Yolanda say she wasn’t close to Charles, she felt an odd wave of relief.

‘She’s just too beautiful, Sophie thought, ‘No wonder she makes people on edge around her.’

Yolanda rode the regular elevator up to the top floor and knocked on Charles’s office door.

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carrying the lunch box, speaking gently. “I was with Jason Maine earlier. We had to handle some things for

box down where he could easily reach it, her voice

he saw the lunch box. “You

smiled, neither confirming

a look–the food looked and smelled incredible, and every single

what he liked, right down to the last

his arms with a grin. “What brings you here out of the blue today? Came to spy on

out, he’s really sorted out a ton

lips curving into a teasing smile.

a bite–flavor was on point, and he couldn’t help but feel way better than

his desk. “Uncle Edward has a few ‘close‘ executives over at Starlight. I’ve just let two of them go, and now I’m worried he’ll blow

those execs were the kind who

blind eye to that

the paperwork forward, her tone sweet. “Last time, Uncle Edward told me to poison you, and I still

in front of Edward Sinclair, Edward just assumed I’d already gone through

to answer; she just steered

he

was because his mom just wouldn’t agree to send

softly, “Honey, maybe I should stop by your family’s place tonight and

bangs did a good job of hiding it

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chest and set the fork aside. “If you go, you’ll only get caught up in the

eyes. “But… is it really

me. It’s fine,” Charles replied, not

then, treating Charles with proper respect.

the lunch box his way. “Eat it all, okay? I’ve gotta head out–need to drop

what she could do, and he hadn’t stood

again, teasing, “Don’t work too late, alright? You’re not supposed to

yeah,

into her car, she was surprised to see Sophie still lurking in the underground garage. Yolanda rolled down the window.

didn’t manage to,” Yolanda replied, sounding almost bored. “Mrs. Sinclair happened to toss it

of disdain in her gaze. ‘Mrs. Sinclair, that woman… always getting in the way, she

regrets ever crossing

told her–Charles was never in love with

her grip, her voice tense. “Tessa, have you heard? Joelle’s coming back, and she’s making headlines!

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