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."

saw her board the helicopter, they wouldn't know

your family rich?

fly freely over public airspace in the city. Even wealthy individuals who owned helicopters found it extremely difficult to obtain flight clearance without strong connections

who had sent a helicopter for Rosalie

here to work,

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

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

felt a little embarrassed. The helicopter wasn't hers, but Theodore's. She had nothing to do with the power

waiting for Rosalie, Justin went to a cafe, ordered a coffee and some

particularly light, as if he were

smiled to himself. Rosalie had

kept replaying those words in his mind, and the more he thought about them, the sweeter

his imagination.

her

cafe's floor-to-ceiling window, a figure suddenly

he immediately sensed something was off. He turned his head quickly, only to see the person hastily