Chapter 662
Gwendolyn remained silent as she observed him.
Channing let out a sigh, his expression filled with a mixture of sorrow and helplessness.
Even though he was the boss of the ck market, he still had to abide by his wife’s strict rules after
bing a parent. He confessed, “To be honest, Mrs. Jenson, my wife is incredibly strict and fierce.
Ever since we had a child, she has forbidden me from drinking or smoking. I’d be in big trouble if she
ever found out. But given the nature of my work, it’s inevitable that I indulge in these vices while
entertaining guests. So I can only do it in secret, always having to take a bath outside before returning
home to rid myself of any lingering odors.”
Heughed awkwardly, though a glimmer of appreciation gleamed in his eyes.
Despite hisints, it was evident that he felt blessed to have a wife who cared for his well-being.
Gwendolyn couldn’t help but be reminded of Cedrick, whom she had also forbidden from smoking and
consuming alcohol to safeguard their baby’s health.
She couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick had been drinking alcohol and smoking behind her back.
However, she quickly dismissed the thought with a smile, knowing that Cedrick would never dare defy
her.
Compared to Channing, he was much more honest and deeplymitted to their family.
Gwendolyn pushed aside her musings and responded with a warm smile, “Yes, I understand the
challenges of bncing work and family, Mr. Kron. One can never be too careful when there’s a baby
at home.”
Channing wasn’t certain if Gwendolyn had fully bought into his story, but he proceeded to show her
photos of his child on his phone. “Mrs. Jenson, I truly didn’t mean any harm to your child by resorting to
such extreme measures. I only did it out of desperation. Please believe me.”
Gwendolyn epted his phone and began scrolling through the gallery, seeing pictures of Channing’s
family as well as intimate moments between him and his child.
She proceeded to tap on the top right corner of the screen to view the photo details and confirmed that
they were recent and unaltered.
“All right, I believe you, Mr. Kron.”
Just as Gwendolyn finished speaking, the dogs outside the vi began barking furiously.
Surprised, she asked, “Do you have dogs?”
Channing was equally taken aback. “No, this is a private vi located in the woods. My wife and I only
visit asionally during the summer or vacations. We don’t even have a caretaker, let alone dogs
here.”
Realization dawned on Gwendolyn, causing her face to pale. “Oh no, it must be my husband.”
Channing’s face mirrored her worry. “Mr. Jenson? His dog sounds aggressive. I hope he isn’t here to
tear the vi down.”
Without wasting another moment, Gwendolyn swiftly rose from her seat and made her way to the door,
with Channing and his suited bodyguards following closely behind.
She peered through the metal grille across the garden and saw Cedrick, whose face was filled with
anger.
Contrary to his typical military attire, he appeared clean and well-groomed in a casual and simple outfit.
The four bodyguards who had been stationed at the entrance of Channing’s vi nowy defeated,
their hands cuffed, as they turned to Channing for assistance. “They were too fast, Mr. Kron. We didn’t
stand a chance. They took us down in just a few moves…”
“I can see that,” Channing sneered, leaving his bodyguards at a loss for words.
He then directed a look at his bodyguards and stated, “It’s an honor to have Mr. Jenson visit us. Open
the gates immediately.”
As the metal gates swung open, Gwendolyn swiftly approached Cedrick, calling out, “Hubby!”
Cedrick anxiously scanned her to make sure she was unharmed.
“I’m fine. Mr. Kron simply wanted to coborate with the military to uncover the mastermind behind the
milk powder case. Unfortunately, his methods were a bit too extreme,” Gwendolyn exined.
Cedrick remained silent, clearly displeased with her putting herself at risk.
“You’re quite quick, Mr. Jenson. I was just about to call you after exining the situation to Mrs.
Jenson. Would you like to join us for tea?” Channing offered.
Cedrick’s gaze darkened as he held onto Gwendolyn’s hand tightly, seekingfort and security in her
presence and the warmth of her touch.
Without a word, he walked into the vi with Gwendolyn in tow, signaling his eptance of Channing’s
invitation.
Channing promptly followed them into the vi and instinctively chose a seat on the side, leaving the
main seats for Gwendolyn and Cedrick.
One of his bodyguards tactfully served each of them a cup of tea before discreetly escorting the
remaining bodyguards out of the hall. This left Gwendolyn, Channing, and Cedrick alone to discuss
matters.
Once they were alone, Cedrick lifted his cup of tea and took a sip, sampling the tea from Channing’s
vi.
Channing smiled and remarked, “This is thetest batch of Earl Grey for the year. The taste might not
be as exceptional since the housekeepers aren’t here to prepare it, and the bodyguards might not be
as familiar with the brewing process. I hope you don’t mind, Mr. Jenson.”
Cedrick remained silent, his expression unreadable, leaving Channing unsure of his thoughts and
emotions. He couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick was angry, upset, or perhaps simply disinterested in
the current situation.
In an effort to lighten the mood, Channing reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a box of fine
cigars. “Would you care for one, Mr. Jenson?” he asked, offering the box to Cedrick.
Cedrick shook his head without any hesitation whatsoever. “My wife forbids me from smoking. She’s
quite strict about it.”
Channing turned to Gwendolyn, a knowing smile on his face. “Ah, so you’re just as the rumors
describe, a devoted husband who adores his wife.”
Cedrick’s frown deepened as he maintained a stern expression.
Channing quickly rified, “Please don’t misunderstand, Mr. Jenson. I am not mocking you in any way.”
He lightly patted his chest and spoke with affection in his voice. “I, too, am a devoted husband who
follows my wife’s instructions without question.”
Cedrick sensed the sincerity in Channing’s words during their brief exchange, realizing he wasn’t just
trying to tter him.
He also found Channing’s demeanor quite endearing, appreciating the rare urrence of encountering
such a carefree attitude, especially from someone in Channing’s position in the underworld.
Cedrick’s expression softened at that, and he cut straight to the chase. “Gwenny mentioned that you’re
interested in a coboration. How do you propose we go about it? Please, do share your thoughts.”
Channing repeated everything he had discussed with Gwendolyn moments ago.
“The mastermind behind this is likely someone from the underworld. I believe you have your suspects,
Mr. Jenson. Given my understanding of the workings of the underworld, I can utilize my connections
and engage in gray area business to establishmunication with your suspect. We can even form a
partnership for a seamless operation if and when required.”
Cedrick remained silent; while Gwendolyn carefully considered the proposition.
Channing patiently waited for them to make a decision, recognizing the need to allow them time to
weigh their options.
After a while, Cedrick finally broke the silence in the mansion’s hall. “So, if I understand correctly,
you’re suggesting a methodical approach to gradually weed out those who are not involved?”
Channing smiled. “Indeed, Mr. Jenson. To be honest, besides the urgency of uncovering the
mastermind behind the milk powder case, I also have my adversaries that I wish to eliminate.”
Cedrick idly fiddled with the teacup in his hand, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You’re quite direct, I must
say.”
“There’s no point in hiding it from you, considering your longstanding role in the Federal Bureau of
Investigation. So, I’ll be upfront and admit that I have ulterior motives as well.”
Cedrick remained silent, deep in thought, while Gwendolyn, who had been listening intently, interjected,
“I think opting for the long-term approach is too dangerous. There are too many variables beyond our
control. Our children are still young and vulnerable. They are our Achilles’ heel. Without knowing who
our enemies are, we would be overwhelmed when they strike.”
Frowning, Cedrick remained silent.
“So, Mrs. Jenson, what do you think we should do?” Channing inquired.
A smile tugged at Gwendolyn’s lips as she chuckled. “Since I’ve been kidnapped, let’s y along. We
can spread the word that you kidnapped me to settle a score with Cedrick, and that you have ns to
kidnap our child as well…”
Gwendolyn spoke earnestly, carefully weighing her options while Channing listened attentively, nodding
in agreement when he found her ideaspelling.
Cedrick, however, maintained a deep frown, his displeasure and anger evident.
“This is a rough outline of my proposal. There may be loopholes, so please feel free to provide input,”
Gwendolyn concluded.
Channing carefully observed Cedrick’s reaction as Gwendolyn presented her proposal. “But… the thing
is, you will be put in harm’s way if we proceed with this n to expedite the resolution. We cannot
underestimate the dangers of dealing with the underworld. And if any harm were to befall you…”
Channing’s voice trailed off as he stole another nce at Cedrick. “Mr. Jenson would be worried sick.”
Gwendolyn followed Channing’s gaze, her eyesnding on Cedrick whose expression was grim.This is from N?velDrama.Org.
She was left momentarily speechless as the weight of the situation sank in.