The Cherished Wife

"Yes."

Charles' attention was drawn to Noelle's feet. He found them unusually attractive.

Though not a foot fetishist, he genuinely liked Noelle's feet. He smiled slightly. "They do look very nice!"

He had thought these shoes would suit Noelle earlier, but seeing them on her was even more astonishing. "Ms. Shaw, they look great on you!"

Noelle blushed slightly. "Well, I'm glad you like them," she said, sitting down to remove the shoes.NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

At that moment, the manager arrived after being called in by the sales attendant. He wondered who could be causing such trouble that it required his intervention. As soon as he entered and saw Charles, his eyes widened in surprise.

Especially when he saw Charles crouching down to help a woman take off her shoes. It revealed a rare gentle side of him.

The manager was quite frightened, never expecting Charles to be there personally. "Mr. Charles, what brings you here?"

Mr. Charles Hoffman?

Annie and Suzy exchanged looks. They had speculated about the man's identity, thinking he might be from the Hoffman family, but they never imagined him to be Charles. Annie turned pale and walked over to Winter. "Why didn't you tell us it was Charles Hoffman?"

Winter looked upset, especially seeing Charles helping Noelle with her shoes. How could she get all the luck? "I did mention his surname was Hoffman."

"Yet you still called the manager over!" Suzy was nearly furious with Winter. "Do you know who Charles really is?"

"Isn't he just someone from the Hoffman family?" Winter was too angry to think straight. She was fixated on Noelle receiving such treatment. "I've never been denied anything I wanted. I must have those shoes."

"You... I think you should just forget about it!" Annie realized it was impossible. "This mall belongs to the Hoffman family."

"What?" Winter was shocked. "You must be joking with me?"

Suzy and Annie did not know what to say. "You're from the Shaw family, and Xavier is your fiancé. Don't you know anything about the Hoffman family?" From Winter's reaction, it seemed she really did not know.

Winter indeed knew very little. She had always focused on competing with Noelle, trying to take anything Noelle liked-be it toys, clothes, shoes, or later, Xavier. She had no idea about the Hoffman family's affairs.

Charles glanced at the manager. "Those young ladies over there

would like a word with you," he said with a slight smile. "Since they want to file a complaint, naturally, they should talk to you. If you can't handle it, then there's no need for you to be the manager."

Charles' words immediately alarmed the manager, who wiped his sweat and looked at the sales attendant. He had some idea from their phone call that the issue was over a pair of shoes.

The manager looked at Noelle and the shoes in her hands, quickly understanding the situation. Being a smart man, he glanced at Charles, who nodded. He then approached Winter. "Hello, miss. What is it that you wanted to file a complaint about?"

Winter's mind went blank, unsure of what to say.

She did not understand business matters well, but she vaguely remembered something from a few days ago Xavier had been upset He

mentioning issues with Frotcooln

said they were losing orders and could not enter the mall. Frotconn was in chaos now.