The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 550

Clarisse glanced at Joseph with a disdainful look. "I'm not helping you; I just find this amusing."

Joseph still wore a smile on his face, but inside, he cursed Clarisse. "I still have to thank you, Madam Baker," he said, then looked at James.

James' expression was grim, but with Clarisse having spoken, what else could he do? He could not just throw Joseph out.

"James, aren't you going to fetch Sir Hoffman?"

"No need!" Mateo's voice came from upstairs. Mateo stood at the top of the stairs, carefully helping Maxwell down.

"Dad, take it slowly," Mateo urged.

Maxwell's sharp eyes briefly rested on Joseph before shifting away. "What brings you here today, Joseph?"

"Sir Hoffman, it's almost the end of the year, and with the new year approaching, I thought I'd come by to see you. It's been a while. How's your health?"

slowly

seated Maxwell comfortably, he turned to Joseph. "Joseph, please have a

leaving to fetch the tea. Mateo

distant, seating himself with a humble demeanor. "Sir Hoffman, you still look as vigorous as ever. One can hardly

Mateo. "See, Joseph knows how to

a hint of awkwardness. "Sir Hoffman,

with

the tea, Joseph

and then set the cup down. He hesitated before speaking, "Actually, there's something I'd

as he feigned confusion.

Group was planning to develop the

West City project?"

think for

recollection. "I do vaguely recall something about that. You know, my memory isn't what it used to be-I've forgotten many things, especially events

there was something about that.