It was one in the morning when Charles made a phone call to Brookesville. His call was transferred twice before he finally reached the person he was looking for. Speaking in a hushed voice, he talked to the guy.

He was asking a favor, so he had to negotiate terms with the guy on the other end of the phone. Gwynn was sitting right next to him. So, he offered tempting terms. The guy didn’t agree to it immediately, but he said he’d give it some thought and come back to Charles.

Charles let out a sigh of relief. Hanging up the phone, he said to her, “He’s thinking about it. There’s a very good chance he’ll agree to it. That’s how it normally works.”

Now that the work was done, she relaxed a little and changed her attitude. “I’m sorry for what I did earlier, Charles.”

Her expression was tender, calm, and exquisite.

He stared at her for several seconds before smirking. “It’s my duty to serve Noah.”

There was some level of anger in his tone, but she didn’t let it bother him. It was v