The Cherished Wife

They were more than just old-timers. However, Collosus Group's current structure dictated their composition. Even if Charles had great abilities, he could not completely change Collosus Group.

The old-timers at the company usually did not do much work, and Charles thought it would be great if they just backed off. However, would they give up that easily?

Charles had just handled a problem with Robert, taking over his and his buddies' company shares for himself. That was what really ticked off the old- timers.

They kicked up a fuss today, trying to snatch the shares back from Charles or water them down so he would not have them all to himself.

They were worried Charles would get too powerful and hard to handle. Charles was young, but he was sharp and knew how to play the game just as well as they did.

Now that Robert was out, his department was up for grabs, and everyone wanted to put their own people in charge to get a piece of the pie.

Ronald asked, looking over some papers, "Mr. Hoffman, what's our next move? The old-timers won't give up. They'll try again!"

"We'll see," Charles said with a half-smile, not really worried about them. He glanced at his quiet secretary and said, "Good job!"

Her eyes lit up. "Thanks, Mr. Hoffman!" She beamed. Then, she remembered something and said, "Oh, Mr. Hoffman, your phone rang earlier, but I didn't pick it up."

Charles nodded and then paused. "Hand me my cell phone!"

She quickly handed him his phone. Charles took a quick look, a bit surprised to see Noelle's name. He wondered how she got his work number.

He squinted, put it aside, and

checked his personal phone. There it

was-Noelle's name under his

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missed calls. Charles smiled slightly and waved his hand dismissively.

Ronald got the hint and waved to the secretary. They both slipped away quietly.

The secretary was curious. She had

never seen Charles show any

emotion other than his usual

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coolness. "Ronald, who was that call

from?"

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Ronald gave her a sharp look. "Don't ask about things that don't concern you!"

"Understood," she replied quickly, taken aback by Ronald's stern tone.

Charles stared at Noelle's number, saved as 'Nelly', and tried to call back, but her line was busy.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

He smirked, shook his head, and put his phone away.

Noelle, unable to reach Charles on either of his numbers, figured he was busy and decided to call her good friend, Rowena, instead.

Rowena was out and about when she got a message from Noelle saying she needed to talk. Quickly, Rowena made up an excuse to leave.

"What's going on?"Are you trying to invite me out for a meal?" Rowena had been back home for some time and was swamped with things to do. She had promised to treat Noelle to lunch, but she had not found the time yet.

"Kind of!" Noelle filled Rowena in on the details, and Rowena got hopping mad.

"What's with Xavier, that asshole? And what's up with your parents?"