Clarisse let out a cold laugh. "So, that's who you're referring to? But who told you he's related to us? Not everyone named Hoffman is part of our Hoffman family."
As soon as Clarisse said this, Winter's expression became even more rigid. She froze and bit her lip, looking rather awkward.
Throughout the entire exchange, Charles did not say a word. He simply observed the scene with a detached expression, allowing everyone to talk without intervening.
Charles' demeanor made his stance clear—he was never one to be controlled by anyone. Winter's attempt to manipulate him was obviously not up to par, and Charles had no interest in engaging with someone like her.
Realizing this, Winter quickly grew fearful. It turned out Charles was indeed just as the rumors described, and she realized she had made a misstep today.
Not only had she miscalculated, but she had also embarrassed herself and dragged down Joseph and Xavier with her.
Winter gritted her teeth, trying to think of a way to salvage the situation.
Seeing Winter's expression, Janet smugly said, "I told you, I grew up with Charles. How could I not recognize his relatives? So, you came here pretending to be one?"
"Un… Mr. Hoffman, please say something. I really didn't know—" Winter stammered.
"Enough!" Charles cut Janet off and lifted his gaze slightly. "Ms. Shaw, it's alright if you didn't know. After all, it's the same surname. Let's not be too harsh."
He continued with a slight smile, "Ms. Shaw, you're now one of Royal Star's artists, and I expect you to work diligently and contribute to Royal Star's growth."
Charles' words were vague. It seemed he neither sided with Janet nor stood up for Winter.
He raised his hand, signaling Ronald to step forward. Ronald immediately approached. "Mr. Hoffman."
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