The Cherished Wife

Noelle ended the call and felt like all her energy had been sucked out. She slumped to the floor, her eyes empty and unfocused. Ava rushed over when she saw her. "Ms. Shaw, are you okay?"

Noelle forced a weak smile and shook her head. "I'm fine, really!" She told Ava to get back to work and made her way to her seat.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ava asked, still worried.

Noelle nodded, and Ava reluctantly went back to his desk.

After sitting quietly for a moment, Noelle pulled out her phone and looked up Charles' number. She paused when she saw his name, then quickly changed it to 'The Man at Home.'

She tried calling Charles, but there was no answer. It seemed he was busy, too busy to pick up the phone.

Charles was in the middle of a meeting, with his phone on silent mode, so he missed Noelle's call.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense, with the recent trouble involving Robert causing a split among the group. Some supported Charles, but others were upset with him, especially since he had bought out Robert and two other shareholders' stakes for himself.

That move made Charles' piece of Colossus Group pie even bigger, and not everyone was happy about it.

With Robert's sudden departure, his

old department was leaderless, and

everyone was either eyeing the

position for themselves or for someone in their corner. The

meeting had been dragging on since morning.

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Charles, with his long fingers tapping on the table, watched the long-time company members argue heatedly. He seemed cool as a cucumber, though.

Maybe the meeting had gone on too long because there was a knock on the door. Everyone paused and looked at Charles. With a raised eyebrow, he waved his hand. "No worries, carry on!" he said.

However, he then nodded at Ronald, who got the hint and opened the door.

Charles' secretary stood there, a

worried look on her face. "Mr.

Hoffman, there's an international call for you about the partnership with Whitehall Heritage Company.

They've been waiting for half an hour."

Charles knitted his eyebrows together. His voice, composed and firm, cut off a shareholder mid-sentence. "Why didn't you remind me? How do you handle things?"

The secretary looked uncomfortable. "You said before the meeting started that we shouldn't interrupt you while you were with the directors, so I..." Charles's gaze turned icy, and he rose to his feet. "Sorry, everyone. I need to step out to take a call." His voice left no room for argument.

The directors, who had more to say, were speechless when they heard the name 'Whitehall Heritage Company'. Everyone knew that Collosus Group was eyeing a partnership with that renowned company.

Whitehall Heritage Company was a big name in Amestia, and a collaboration could mean a huge leap into the international market for Collosus Group.

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words, Charles stood up and left the

room with ease, a slight smirk on his

face. Ronald and the secretary

quickly followed. "Mr. H

those old-timers really are too much!"

"Mm!"