The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 844

Clarisse staggered backward, gripping the dining table for support as she gasped. "Charlie, are you really willing to oppose the entire Hoffman family and the Bakers for the sake of this woman?

"Charlie!"

"Do you even know what you're doing? Is she worth it? You're meant to be the future head of the Hoffmans!"

"Whether she's worth it or not is my business. It has nothing to do with the Bakers," Charles replied coldly.

If he had been holding back earlier, Charles released his full authority now, his sharp gaze locking onto Clarisse's. "I suppose your brother forgot to take you with him when he left Brookville recently, Madam Baker." "I'm the daughter-in-law of the Hoffmans, your father's wife!"

"How fortunate that you still remember you're my father's wife," Charles sneered, his smile laced with cold mockery. He was clearly unfazed by Clarisse's words.

"Your affairs with the Hoffmans are none of my concern. Likewise, my marriage and my wife are nobody's business, least of all yours. Consider this your final warning. If you come after my wife again, don't expect me to show any mercy." Charles grabbed Noelle's hand, intending to leave. However, Clarisse called after him desperately, "Charlie! Do you even understand what you're saying or doing right now?"

"I know exactly what I'm doing," Charles replied icily.

to this woman all along. And that scandal with Winter-was that your doing too? Was

that she had been manipulated by her own son. All this while, they had been mere pawns in his

expression remained unreadable, but his silence

a wave

How could she, after

was her son simply too cunning

her voice trembling from the sheer effort

arched a brow, releasing

Clarisse's increasingly

of his head and gently patted the back

could do was nod, her heart racing with concern. She was desperate to understand what had been unfolding

mystery to her. Seeing the shaken expression on Clarisse's face, Noelle felt a pang of guilt. Clarisse took a deep breath and cast a fleeting glance at Noelle, but that glance was filled with resentment. To Clarisse,

Clarisse thought about

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