<b>Chapter </b><b>12 </b>
“Really?” Collin blinked.
He didn’t <b>understand </b>anything.
<b>But </b>he knew that <b>as </b><b>long </b><b>as </b>what he did could make his mother happy <b>and </b><b>earn </b>her <b>praise</b><b>, </b>it was <b>a </b>good thing.
Caroline <b>smiled </b><b>and </b><b>touched </b>his <b>face</b>, “Collin, <b>you </b><b>also </b><b>really </b><b>wanted </b><b>Jaxson </b><b>to </b>be <b>your </b><b>dad</b>, <b>didn’t </b><b>you</b>?”
<b>He </b><b>nodded </b>happily.
<b>Caroline’s </b><b>smile </b><b>grew </b><b>colder</b><b>, </b><b>“</b><b>So </b><b>you </b><b>must </b>make <b>sure </b><b>to </b><b>please </b><b>Jaxson </b><b>and </b>make him like you more<b>, </b>understand?<b>” </b>
He <b>nodded</b>, “I will!<b>” </b>
Mery
<b>Jaxson </b>had just arrived at the <bpany </b>when his <b>assistant</b>, Cynthia Erickson<b>, </b>approached him and said, “Mr. Hamilton, <b>Madam </b><b>Hamilton </b>is waiting for <b>you </b><b>in </b><b>your </b><b>office</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>Jaxson </b>nodded and walked into the office.
<b>Madam </b><b>Hamilton </b><b>sat </b>on the sofa, elegantly sipping her <b>tea</b>. She looked up at the approaching person and said, “I heard <b>you </b><b>arranged </b>for that woman <b>Caroline </b>to be ced in Charlotte’s hospital<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Jaxson <b>loosened </b>his tie, sat <b>across </b>from the sofa, and asked, “Did Charlotte file aint?”
<b>Madam </b>Hamilton mmed down her teacup heavily and said sharply, “Jaxson, why <b>do </b>you always <b>suspect </b><b>your </b>wife? Would Charlotte be the kind of <b>person </b>to <b>betray </b><b>you</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
<b>Jaxson </b><b>gave </b>a faint smile, “She <b>won’t</b>.”
“How Charlotte <b>married </b>into the Hamilton family <b>back </b>then, and how you forced me to marry her<b>, </b>I haven’t forgotten.”
Madam Hamilton’s <b>face </b>darkened slightly<b>, </b><b>a </b>hint <b>of </b>mockery shing across her <b>face</b>,<b>“</b>If she really <b>sues</b><b>, </b>does that woman Caroline still <b>have </b>a chance to return to her country?”
Jaxson fell silent for a moment, meeting Madam Hamilton’s gaze.“Don’t touch her again,” he <b>said</b>.
<b>Madam </b>Hamiltonughed scornfully, “She took ten million from me to leave you back then. What’s so good about a woman who forgets loyalty for profit!”
“If it <b>weren’t </b>for <b>you </b>meddling, would she have left?”
“You…” Madam Hamilton thought for a moment, then suddenlyughed and slowly stood up.“Jaxson, mistaking <b>a </b>fish for a <b>pearl</b><b>, </b>you will regret it one
<b>ahead </b><b>and </b>handle it yourself.” <b>day</b><b>. </b>I will no longer interfere in <b>your </b><b>affairs </b>with Charlotte, if <b>you </b>want a divorce, then <b>go </b>
She walked out of the office.
<b>Jaxson’s </b>jaw muscles twitched, his dark brows furrowed like ink that wouldn’t <b>fade</b>.
How could he possibly regret it?
Charlotte got the wealth and glory she wanted, <b>can </b>she live with it?
No, she couldn’t <b>leave </b>him.