A baby?

Ronald's eyes widened at Charles's suggestion to show Milo a child. "What are you getting at, Mr. Hoffman?"

Realization dawned on Ronald. "Got it. I'll handle it. Don't worry about the Hoffman stuff-it's all been taken care of."

Charles waved nonchalantly just as Noelle breezed into the study. Noticing their chat had wrapped up, she said, "Charles, I whipped up some dessert. Would you like a bowl downstairs?"

She glanced at Ronald. "Mr. Wells, all done with your chat?"

"Yes, we're done here. I've got stuff to do, so I'll pass on the dessert," Ronald said, eyes darting around as he snatched up the papers and bolted for the door.

If he didn't make a run for it then, when else would he be able to? He did not want to wait around for the boss to give him the death stare.

touch anything the boss's wife made. That was a rule as old as time: what the boss's wife makes is off-limits to everyone but the boss. Noelle watched Ronald's hasty

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and gave her a shot to calm her nerves. Pulling off his mask, he stepped

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