chapter 557


    Charmine sat by the bed as Anthony got closer to her, the atmosphere turning tense as he did.


    She wanted to use Chris to ease the tension, but he was fast asleep...


    It was then it clicked for Charmine, why Chris always fell asleep so quickly. He did it on purpose so she could


    have some space with Anthony!


    Charmine was too into her thoughts that she failed to see how close Anthony had gotten to her. His tall figure


    was merely 20 centimeters away from her, his shadow engulfing her.


    As Charmine’s heart thundered rambunctiously, Anthony took out a folded A4 paper from his pocket and


    handed it to her.


    “I’m here to report my progress.”


    Report his progress?


    Charmine looked down suspiciously and saw a nicely written report on the paper.


    [Today, 70% of work was done on Annabel’s house. Our prediction is that the work will be done by tomorrow.


    Helped her to secure an offer with a broadcasting tform, and her fixed sry would be 50,000 per month


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    [I’ve arranged gifts to be sent to the vigers and had a meeting to briefly exin what happened five years


    ago to help Annabele clean.


    [The medical research team has progressed 20%, and we predict toe up with the antidote within


    ten days.


    [ording to the data stated above, the progress of the overall project has reached 40%...]


    The red left corner was a signature, and with it stated, [Signed by Anthony Bailey, written for Mrs.


    Bailey.]


    When Charmine saw this convincing writing, a strange feeling aroused in her.


    Anthony made this seem like a husband was reporting to his wife.


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    Was it necessary, though...? 1


    She looked away and pretended to remain calm. “Mr. Bailey, you don’t have to be so serious...”


    “Why can’t I be serious? I’ll personally bring in the report every night from now on,” said Anthony as he


    ced the paper on her bedside table.


    Charmine’s eyelids twitched. Reporting every night? Would that not mean he would visit her, every


    single night? No way...


    “No need. I can see your progress, I know.”


    “What you hear or see might not be the truth. You can only trust what I bring to you personally,” insisted


    Anthony.


    He did not want her to have any chance to doubt him.


    Charmine was at a loss for words.


    What if the Jordans found Anthony sneaking in through the window every night? What would they


    think?


    If someone found out...


    She said to Anthony, “Go home, I’ll send Chris back tomorrow morning.”


    Anthony frowned. “I’m afraid not. The flying w had fallen off.” 1


    Fallen off?


    So he could not get back down?


    Well...


    Charmine was just about to speak when suddenly, footsteps were hearding from the outside.


    “Charmine, are you asleep?”


    It was Senior Jordan’s voice.


    rmed, Charmine hastily spoke, “Go and hide in the wardrobe! ”


    Anthony was bewildered.


    He was Anthony Bailey, but she asked him to hide in the wardrobe?


    Seeing that he did not move, Charmine had to push him forcefully into the wardrobe.


    “Charmine—”


    Anthony wanted to speak, but Charmine had already shut the wardrobe door and put a pencil over the handle


    of the wardrobe so he could not open it from the inside. 1


    After doing so, she quickly went to the other wardrobe and covered it with a nket to form afy bed


    before carrying Chris over to ce him in there.


    Closing the wardrobe, there were no longer any traces of them in


    the room.


    The knocks on the door were heard.