Sweet Twins

"Grandpa, can you stop being so unreasonable and just calm down?" Charles said, gritting his teeth angrily.
"Am I being too unreasonable? Humph, I don't believe that woman at all. Your uncle's driver has worked for him for many years
and is one of the most cautious people I know. How could he suddenly just cause an accident? Since you said that your uncle's
car accident has nothing to do with you, there must be a reason, right?"
"Do you think it was Nancy?" Charles's said sharply. His voice cut through the air like an icicle.
His grandpa was becoming mad now.
He could understand that Frederic suspected him, because he and Derrick were rivals after all. But what about Nancy? There
was no reason for her to even think about it.
She was just a girl, a doctor who wanted to save people. She would never want to hurt anyone.
She could never kill Derrick.
If Nancy knew what kind of trouble she was in with the Fu family, she probably wouldn't stick around much longer.
"Yes, I do doubt her. So what? Nancy is a woman who would do anything for money. Her motive is simple. Your uncle exposed
her relationship with Edward, so she bore a grudge and caused the accident!" Frederic wasn't completely sure with this
accusation but the more it lingered out in the air, the more he became convinced.
Nancy would definitely benefit from getting rid of Derrick.
Since Derrick was the problem, if he was gone, she could do whatever she wanted.
"Grandpa, it has nothing to do with Nancy. I think you just want to take back the TS Group? Well if that's the case, I don't want
this company anymore!" Charles threw the document on the conference table violently.
Angelina was frightened by Charles' words and broke out in a cold sweat. She said anxiously, "Charles, are you out of your
mind? The TS Group is your lifeblood. How can you turn it away like that?"
"Charles, don't think that the TS Group will fall without you. Humph! Joseph is still around!" Frederic just said this to annoy
Charles more. He didn't think that Charles would give up on the company just for Nancy.
This was becoming absurd.

He was willing to give up the group for a woman!
In the current marriage of the rich, there was no love at all. They were mostly married for interests.
Marriage for a purpose was much more common than a marriage for love. What was wrong with Charles? Why was he the only
different one?
Why was he so ready to give up everything for Nancy?
"Well, you can give it all to Joseph. I don't want it. I'm leaving!" After saying that, Charles stood up and walked out.
"Charles, are you out of your mind? Your grandfather was just kidding. Don't do anything stupid!" Angelina panicked. She knew
that nothing good would come of this meeting. This just proved her right.
"Let him go. He's nothing without the TS Group. You brat, you're overestimating yourself!" Frederic really hated Charles.
The two refused to come to a compromise.
Charles stormed off to his office angrily and began to pack up his things.
He had a lot of his personal things scattered around the office. There was no way he could get it all out quickly enough.
Frederic and Angelina followed him in.
"I'm leaving. What's wrong? Do you still need to keep an eye on me?" Charles rummaged through the drawers, looking for some
private belongings, photos of Bobby and Nadia for example.
"Yes, you can leave now. Leave the documents behind." Frederic didn't really care about the documents. He had thought that
after seeing those documents, Charles would be reluctant to leave the TS Group.
After all, Frederic didn't actually want Charles to leave.
Moreover, Joseph was just an idle playboy. How could he take over the group?
Giving him the TS Group was like committing suicide.
But Charles wasn't playing these games anymore. He said while packing up, "Just stay here and watch. I will only take my
personal things. As for everything else, it's all yours."

"Charles, is Nancy really worth all of this?" Angelina was so anxious that she was almost brought to tears. It was hopeless. Her
son wasn't listening so there was nothing she could do.
"Nancy can give me and the kids a family. What else can I get from TS Group except money?" Charles looked around scornfully
and said, "You can stay here. I'm leaving."
Although he was putting on a brave face, he was hesitant to leave.
He put the packed things into a small box, picked them up and walked out.
"You... You bastard! You're pissing me off!" Seeing that Charles was about to leave, Frederic sat on the sofa angrily, covering his
heart and coughing violently.
"Father, calm down. You know how Charles is. He's a lot like you. Too stubborn!" Angelina did this on purpose. It sounded like
she was shouting at Charles but she was actually trying to show Frederic the error in his ways.
All they could do was clash heads. Two stubborn people would never come to an agreement.
Their relationship was nothing but sour now.
"Angelina, you're the one who raised him. Why do you have the face to speak for him? Humph! This bastard was spoiled by you.
He doesn't take his own future seriously. How can he be so stubborn?" In reality, Frederic regretted this a little. He didn't dare
show that though.
"What? How can you blame me for this?" Angelina said, bemused
Charles walked out of the office with the box.
Everyone looked at him with widened eyes, but no one dared to speak.
Did their president just leave?
Charles pressed his thin lips tightly and kept quiet. He marched straight into the elevator with the box in his arms.
"Is our CEO leaving?"
"Did Mr. Frederic fire him?"

"Ah, how can the group run without the president?"
"Don't talk about it now. Mr. Frederic will hear us."
Before the whispers fell, Angelina helped Frederic out of the office.
"Don't tell anyone about it today. Do you hear me?" ordered Angelina. Although Angelina didn't know much about business, she
knew that it would do no good to the Fu family if the news of the quarrel between Frederic and Charles spread.
"Yes, madam," everyone responded in low voices.
Frederic's face turned red and a bitter expression engulfed him.
They could hear a car screeching off downstairs.
Frederic knew that it must be Charles driving away.
He angrily cursed in a hushed murmur, "This bastard!"