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 wouldn't

your

controlled. Private helicopters could not fly freely over public airspace in the city. Even wealthy individuals who owned helicopters found it extremely difficult to obtain flight

that the person who had sent a helicopter for Rosalie was not just wealthy,

to work, like everyone else," Rosalie

before," the colleague replied. "But after that

at work, so everyone had assumed she was just an ordinary person. No one expected her to be a

wasn't hers, but Theodore's. She had nothing to do with the power and

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

light, as if he were

Rosalie had said she

mind, and the

wasn't just his imagination. Rosalie

loved her just

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

sensed something