Lance thought, 'Damn! This old man is really blunt today.'

Wyatt continued, "And also, neither of your sons is Amelia's type. So why not pick one who's a better match for her?"

Lance wanted to keep discussing it, but when he saw that Wyatt didn't want to continue the conversation, he could only sigh in frustration.

Charles always enjoyed socializing with women. When his leg wasn't injured, he fancied himself as a casanova. He always had a knack for charming girls with his slick talk. Since Amelia didn't immediately turn him down, he tried hard to entertain her with his witty remarks.

But Amelia was different from any other girls he had met. She always appeared uninterested in what he said, showing no interest at all. He couldn't seem to get through to her, no matter how hard he tried. His throat felt dry, and frustration simmered inside him.

Charles thought, 'She's just the daughter of a mistress. If it wasn't for my injury, why would I choose her? What's so special about her anyway?!'

Astrid could see that things were not going well and felt worried for her brother. Some sneaky tactics were needed to make this work.

secretary rushed over, but Astrid intervened. "Hey, where do you think you're

problem." The secretary's words were

out. Why beat around the

Ms. Thompson's previous secretary.

with a

Charles. So I wanted to give him a heads-up and figure out how to deal with it. Right now, he can't just walk in without an invitation, but if Ms. Thompson gets involved, she'll probably help him out. Then Young Master Charles will be in a really tough spot, right?" The secretary was

this matter. You can leave Charles alone for now," Astrid said in

"Yes, Ms. Iverson."

eyes gleamed with mischief as she

to mess things up. I'll handle it for you. How are you

Little sis, haven't you always had your eye on that ruby-studded necklace? I'll get it for

Oh! Thanks so much,

right

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