The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 175



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 long, knowing look as he said, "I'll go check things out and report back to you with results within a day."

the table,

Charles' eyes, Ronald finally understood that Charles had managed to trick Sean into assuming responsibility for

"This is all the information we've gathered regarding Winter's time in the entertainment industry these

skillset, there's no way she would've made it to where she is now

she has been mistreating over the

raised a hand and

Ronald to pause. "Don't spill everything all at once. Do it one at a time. It's more fun that way." As Charles spoke, he pulled out two sheets of paper from the stack placed before him and swept his

them. A glint appeared in his eyes. "I'll get on

called out to Ronald, "Wait. Send

"Yes, Mr. Hoffman!"

while after Ronald left and only returned to

asleep and had let her guard down completely. However, that was precisely what

the bathroom and came out wearing only a white-colored bathrobe. An odd look appeared in his eyes as he stood by the bed and gazed at

slightly. Noelle's even breathing could be heard in the