The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 812

Charles, with the utmost composure, peeled the last shrimp and handed it to Noelle. "Here, have this."

Noelle popped the shrimp into her mouth under everyone's watchful eyes. She watched as Charles casually wiped his hands with a napkin, his calmness unshaken. "Alright, take him to Nippori first. I'll follow shortly."

"Right away, Mr. Hoffman!"

Once the manager had left, Sean inquired, "Your uncle?"

Milo was the only person who would go to such lengths to track Charles down here, and the manager had mentioned someone with the surname Baker.

Charles nodded, a glint of determination in his eyes. "I'll be right back." He stood up and looked at Noelle. "Make sure you eat plenty."

Noelle's lips twitched, convinced Charles had lost his mind today, but she managed a composed nod in front of everyone. "Sure." Charles affectionately ruffled Noelle's hair before he exited the private room.

Milo was led by the manager to a spot in Nippori and ended up waiting around ten minutes before Charles made his grand, late entrance.

The manager swung open the door to the VIP room and ushered Charles in with utmost respect. "Mr. Hoffman, right this way."

Charles nodded. "Coffee, please!"

"Right away, Mr. Hoffman!"

strolled in with ease, catching Milo's annoyed eye. "Charles, you've gotten

been three

down,

been able to

in the hospital.

against a

track Charles down either. Meeting him would have been a real challenge if his people had not managed to tail Charles

he was not pleased with how Charles was treating him like a joke. "I might be charming, but I'm still your uncle!"

spoke with a hint of frost

a coffee set.

dismissively. "I've got it,

messing with the coffee set. He was choosy, taking his time

the holidays with

in Brookville instead.