The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 915

"That's none of your business!" Tania snapped, jerking her arm away from Peter. "Move!" However, Peter's expression was stern. "Where are you headed? I'll give you a lift."

"Don't worry about me. It's getting late. You should head home, Mr. Lennon!" Tania said, turning to head inside. Just then, Charles stepped out and caught sight of Peter still lingering. He quirked an eyebrow in surprise. "Still here?" Peter's lips were a tight line, and his gaze towards Charles was icy.

Charles just shrugged, then tossed a set of car keys to Tania. "Good luck finding a cab around here at night. This is Noelle's ride. Take it for a spin!"

"Thanks, bro!" Tania grabbed the keys, dashed to the garage, and zoomed off in the car.

Hands casually tucked in his pockets, Charles watched Peter with a mischievous glint in his eye. 'I never thought I'd see the day you'd be this rattled!'

Peter's scowl deepened. He could not afford to clash with Charles right then. With a sly grin, Charles added, "Just a heads-up: Trevon flew back in today, and Tania went to meet him."

Without a word or a backward glance, Peter stormed off to his car and followed suit.

Noelle stepped outside just in time to see Peter's car peel away. "Aren't you worried that he'll go start a brawl with Trevon?"

Charles's smile was all confidence. "Nah, Peter's got his head on straight. He won't throw punches without sizing up the situation first. Come on, it's late. Let's head out!"

her rearview mirror. However, Tania had bigger fish to fry than to chat with Peter, so she floored it and left him in

as she pulled up to

car and through the doors like a shot. Trevon had given her his room

for it. After

guy who looked like a washed-up model. "You made

you there's no need for you to rush back on my account. I'll

he said, messing up her

been a while,

cut through the moment like a knife, and the hand in Tania's hair went rigid. A flash of steel shot through

on edge from Peter's interruption, but when she caught what he called Trevon, her irritation flipped to disbelief. She swung her gaze between Trevon and Peter, her voice tinged with shock.

eyes narrowed, and a

down the man in front of Tania, his hand balled into a

I call you Jack? My

man Peter had just called Uncle was none other than Jack. He

eyebrows knitted together, a glint of anger in his eyes. "Uncle Jack? What's that about? You took my wife three

It can't