As soon as Nancy recovered from embarrassment, she struggled and slipped down from Charles'
arms.
"Your Mommy... She sprained her ankle just now and it hurt so much... She can't walk, so I carried her.
That's all." These words stumbled out of Charles' mouth.
Reluctant, Bobby only replied, "Okay."
"Bobby, you don't have a class today. Why did you get up so early?" asked Nancy.
"Mommy, I want to pee. I can't hold it in any longer." Then Bobby ran into the bathroom.
The moment he saw Nancy's flushed face, Charles shrugged and smiled. "What do you think of my
reason?"
Rolling her eyes, Nancy said scornfully, "It's very awkward, okay?"
"Alas, it's a pity that the atmosphere that has been brewed out with great efforts is spoiled by this little
guy again. I... I should go and make breakfast." There was a hint of disappointment in his voice.
When he was about to walk into the kitchen, Nancy offered, "I'll prepare breakfast with you."
"Is this called cooperation between a husband and wife?" As he joked, Charles' shoulders shook a
little.
"Charles! Don't be so glib. Let's go and cook breakfast!" Then Nancy found an apron and walked
towards the kitchen.
Coincidentally, Bobby walked out of the bathroom at the same time.
His eyes fell on Nancy's back and then turned to Charles. "Daddy, I'm okay with it if you want to hug
Mommy, but you can't use such a lousy excuse to fool me in the future, okay? Don't take me as a three
year old child."
As soon as Bobby finished his words, Charles broke into laughter. "Yes, you're not three years old.
You're six years old."
Grinning from ear to ear, Bobby trotted back to his room.
This little guy was so smart that there was nothing Charles could hide from him.
Shaking his head, Charles went to the kitchen and helped Nancy make breakfast.
Time passed quickly and until now, the TS Group still ran smoothly under Joseph's management.
This was not only out of Charles's expectation, but also out of Frederic's.
Even so, Charles remained calm. He wasn't in a hurry, so he didn't need to act rashly.
On the contrary, Frederic was ecstatic. He kept on boasting about Joseph's effort and achievement in
front of Angelina.
It could be imagined how annoyed and tired Angelina was of hearing these words over and over again.
"Dad, it's you who called Joseph a loser, and now you're calling him smart. I'm not even saying
anything. You insult and commend him all by yourself!" In Angelina's perspective, praising Joseph was
like belittling Charles. Therefore, looking at Frederic's smug face, she felt uncomfortable.
"I know you don't like Joseph. I also know that he has many shortcomings, and his means are not as
good as Charles'. But as you can see, Charles doesn't come here now. In his heart, he only loves his
wife and children. He doesn't love me and you anymore. Humph! This guy is so ungrateful!" By just
thinking about it, Frederic couldn't help but get angry.
The truth was, he knew that Charles's ability was exceptional, but he was a little bit stubborn. He also
knew that Charles would never bow his head in front of other people. Not even for him.
"Dad, you can't say that about Charles. You can't turn a blind eye to what Charles has done for TS
Group. Although he is a little wayward now, you can't say that he is worthless!" It was rare for Hardy to
say something like that. He had always been the silent type and never really wanted to meddle with
other people's business.
"I... Humph, you two are defending Charles, aren't you? You think I'm wrong? Then you all go away!
Leave me alone. Don't think I can't live without you." Having a bad temper, Frederic usually didn't care
about the words he spat out of anger.
"Father, please don't say that. You are in the hospital now, and Derrick is also here. What do you want
me to do? Would you rather let the servants look after you and Derrick instead of us?" Angelina's voice
was dripping with sarcasm.
"You two can do whatever you want. I have no objection." Of course, Frederic was just being stubborn.
He just felt that Angelina's heart was not as vicious as her mouth and she wouldn't abandon him.
As for Hardy, he could only talk too. After all, Frederic was his father. He couldn't leave him alone no
matter how angry he was.
The two of them stared at each other in anger and finally sat on the sofa helplessly.
Only a few people in the business circle knew that Joseph and Anna were going to get married.
Because Charles had ordered Hiram to block the news and not let Frederic know for the time being.
In addition to that, Hiram also called everyone who received invitations and repeatedly reminded them
not to tell other people that Joseph and Anna were going to get married.
Anna never kept a low profile, but Joseph had warned her not to flaunt so that the news wouldn't reach
his grandfather. Otherwise, their wedding would be postponed.
Today was one of those rare times for Charles and Nancy to be at home together.
They were spending time in the study room together, while they were still in their pajamas. Charles was
reading and Nancy was busy painting.
Maybe it was because she hadn't painted for a long time, Nancy was a little flustered. Accidentally,
Nancy had stained her face with the paint, which made her look like a little kitten.
From time to time, Charles would look up at Nancy. "Nancy, I just realized that your face is more
beautiful with paint on it."
With a brush in her hand, Nancy put her elbow on Charles' shoulder and rubbed her dirty face against
his. "I just found out that you have a unique hobby. Since you like it, I'll draw on you."
Then the brush fell on Charles' face.
"Hey, you've gone too far. It's hard to wash it off. Don't you know that?" With a sneer, Charles stretched
out his hand to block it. His arm was instantly covered with paint.
Although Charles was a neat freak, he couldn't blame Nancy when he saw her snickering face.
"Little girl, are you asking for a war?" Gritting his teeth, Charles took the brush from Nancy's hand and
smeared it on her body.
Her beige pajamas became colorful with the "help" of Charles.
Since Nancy knew she couldn't fight against Charles, she had no choice but to surrender. "Charles,
stop it! I give up now."
"You should be more sincere when you surrender, and words aren't enough, Nancy." All of a sudden,
Charles playfully grabbed Nancy's arm and looked at her in high spirits.
Now that her petite body had been imprisoned by Charles, she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.
So she said coquettishly, "Well, Charles, as long as you let go of me, I can do anything."
"Okay..." After thinking for a while, Charles carried Nancy bridal style. "It is rare for the children to take
part in school activities. We need to take a shower quickly, and then..."
Before Charles could finish his words, an arrogant sound of a car came from the courtyard, followed by
Joseph's voice.
"Brother, the door is open. I'm coming in."
"Joseph is here. We..." Pointing at her clothes, Nancy said in a hurry, "Charles, put me down. I'm going
to change my clothes. I can't let anyone see me like this. It's embarrassing."
"It doesn't matter. Who does he think he is?" Charles snorted disdainfully.
"No, my clothes are not presentable. Hurry up." Then she struggled to get down. As soon as the two of
them walked out of the study, they saw Joseph and Anna coming over.
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