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."

balcony, thinking that as long as no one saw her board

to be so low-key. Is your family rich? A helicopter came

fly freely over public airspace in the city. Even wealthy individuals who owned helicopters

had sent a helicopter for Rosalie was not just wealthy, but someone with significant

work, like everyone else,"

was true before," the colleague replied. "But

everyone had assumed she was just an ordinary person. No one expected

She had nothing to do with the power and wealth

Rosalie, Justin went to a cafe, ordered a coffee and some pastries, and sat by the window. He watched as the

as if he were in a

himself. Rosalie had said she loved

mind, and the more he thought about them, the sweeter

just his

her

floor-to-ceiling window, a

the edge for years, he immediately sensed something was off.