The Cherished Wife

“You came here in the middle of the night just for this?

After a long silence, Charles finally asked, “Are you afraid?”

Noelle felt a bit lost and nodded. “I am a little scared. Will you help me?”

he realized she was genuinely

Charles curled his lips into a smile. Seeing Noelle’s anxious expression frightened. Reputation was indeed very important for a woman. “You don’t need to worry about this for now. I’ll take care of it.”

Since they were already married, he would not let this matter go unchecked.

Seeing Noelle visibly relax, he smiled. “Don’t worry about it. It’s late. Go rest.”

Noelle bit her lip. Her previously agitated mind was now calm thanks to Charles.

She trusted that he would help her. She could not quite pinpoint as to why she believed this, but she just felt that Charles was reliable.

Seeing Noelle still standing there, Charles raised an eyebrow. “My darling wife, are you waiting to invite This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

to bed?”

“Huh?” Noelle quickly looked up and shook her head “No. I… I’ll go rest now. You should get some rest

too!

She hurried to the door but then paused and turned back to say, “Charles, thank you!”

As Noelle disappeared through the door, Charles retracted his amused gaze and called Peter. “I might need your assistant for a couple of days.”

“Oh? What’s in it for me? Are you in any trouble?” Peter responded.

‘Just a small issue. Charles tapped his finger on the desk. “Didn’t you want the development rights for the land in the south of the city? Collosus Group is withdrawing from the bid.”

Peter scoffed, clearly unimpressed. “Charles, you’ve become quite the shrewd businessman.”

“Keep your observations to yourself.” Charles smiled. “Send Lareal over tomorrow. He’s better with computers than Ronald.”

“Alright.”

Peter agreed. After Charles hung up, Peter’s eyes held a hint of amusement.

Collosus Group had never been very interested in the land in the south. Now that Robert was detained, the one who had been clamoring for that land was gone. Charles was not going to rush into it.

That was why Peter had scoffed.

Peter’s gaze deepened as he called Lareal. “You’ll be going to Charles‘ place for a few days.”

Understood!” Knowing Peter well, Lareal understood that if Charles asked for him, it was for something important. “When do I return?”

“Ask Charles!” Peter replied before hanging up. In his dimly lit study, Peter leaned back on his leather

couch with a cigarette between his fingers. His eyes were fixed on a book on the shelf. It took him a long moment to snap out of his thoughts.

Time had passed so quickly.

The next day, Lareal went to Collosus Group to find Charles, only to discover that he would be taking orders from Ronald..

This made Lareal somewhat unhappy.

Seeing Lareal’s expression, Ronald nudged him. “Hey, I saved you, and you’re still upset?”

Lareal glared at Ronald. “Why do I have to take orders from you?”

“Ask Mr. Hoffman,” Ronald replied with a fox–like grin. “Let’s get down to business. I need you to hack into someone’s computer.”

“You’re always making me do this kind of stuff,” Lareal grumbled.

“Just because I’m good at it doesn’t mean I want to spend all my time doing shady things!” He gave Ronald a sideways glance. “Who is it this time?”