The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 642

The stage and audience were filled with cheers and applause. No one noticed Janet's situation at the door or heard the harsh words she shouted. Janet was led away by Clarisse. The noises on and off stage gradually quieted down.

Winter, who was smiling broadly, walked up to Charles and extended her hand. "Mr. Hoffman, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I promise I'll cherish it." Charles raised an eyebrow and glanced at Winter's outstretched hand. After a brief pause, he extended his own hand and shook hers. "Let's wait and see." Charles only held Winter's hand briefly before letting go. During their handshake, someone captured the moment in a photograph.

Charles withdrew his hand and turned to look at the audience. "Alright, the event continues. Who's performing next?"

"Mr. Hoffman, it's time for the raffle!" Becky quickly stepped forward and said, "And we'd like you to draw the winner!" Charles smirked. "Oh? What's the prize?"

"It's this year's grand prize." Becky signaled for her assistant to bring up the raffle box.

Meanwhile, Winter stepped off the stage while supported by Suzy. She was still in a state of excitement. She did not notice Charles wiping his hand with a towel before tossing it to Becky. "Take care of this." Becky raised an eyebrow and immediately put the towel away. "Yes, Mr. Hoffman."

With everyone's eyes on him, Charles reached into the raffle box.

winning number is... 127, blue card. Who has it?" Charles announced while glancing

the man next to her stand up. Sure enough, Brian held up a blue card with the number

Mr. Parker from the project department." Charles' deep voice carried

you're very lucky! Congratulations! Please see me after the event to claim

Hoffman." After saying this, he sat back down, acting as if winning

could hardly contain her excitement. "Mr. Parker, that's amazing! It's a car-a Range Rover, I heard. That must be worth hundreds of

softly.

you happy, Mr.

hint of

but Noelle gently pulled her back and

event progressed toward

Brielle's Brielle

arts since childhood, and the violin was a constant companion throughout

the decision of Saint Di's spokesperson earlier, Brielle composed herself. Having already come to this point, she knew