Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Noah was not usually a friendly person. Those who arrived late or left early would get scolded, let alone someone who skipped work without reason.

Rosalie looked at him with confusion.

"Rosalie, don't be so tense. I want to create a more relaxed work environment. Besides, I've noticed how dedicated and diligent you are. You're a rare talent."

Noah's words were not just flattery; there was sincerity in them. Rosalie's financial articles were indeed impressive, with clear and logical analysis. Her insights were professional and precise, even making predictions that later came true.

"Rose, if you ever have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Rosalie nodded. "Alright. Thank you."

After Noah returned to his office, Rosalie was still puzzled.

A colleague beside her whispered, "Yesterday, there was a helicopter picking you up. Who was it?"

Rosalie frowned. "No one."

the balcony, thinking that as long as no one saw her board the helicopter, they

be so low-key. Is your family rich? A helicopter came and picked you

not fly freely over public airspace in the city. Even wealthy individuals who owned helicopters found it

helicopter for Rosalie

to work,

was true before," the colleague replied. "But after that helicopter came for

assumed she was just an ordinary person. No one expected her to be a privileged young lady experiencing a

hers, but Theodore's. She had nothing to do with the power and wealth he

to a cafe, ordered a coffee and some pastries, and sat

was particularly light, as if he were in a

Rosalie

and the

his imagination. Rosalie truly loved

loved her just

the cafe's floor-to-ceiling window, a

lived on the edge for years, he immediately sensed something was off. He turned his head quickly, only to see the person