The Cherished Wife

Chapter 182



Teresa finally calmed down and gave Noelle an exasperated look. "My calmness depends on the situation. I mean, this is Charles Hoffman we're talking about! How can that not be shocking? Just ask Rowena."

"Exactly. Teresa is absolutely right," Rowena agreed, nodding earnestly. "When I first heard that she married Charles, I had the same reaction as you, Teresa."

Rowena hooked her arm around Noelle's shoulder. "But seriously, there's no time like the present. Since you're going to introduce us to Charles, let's do it today. We're free, and it's the weekend. Who knows when your busy husband will have time otherwise?"

"Now?" Noelle thought for a moment. "Alright. Let me call him and see if he's available."

The three of them found a comfortable place to sit, and Noelle dialed Charles' number. Rowena glanced at the screen and burst into laughter. "Teresa, guess what name Noelle has saved for Charles in her phone?"

"Hubby?"

"That's too cliche. Try again."

"Sweetheart?"

Home.' Hahaha. You're such a weirdo, Noelle. How could you save his caller

Rowena. "What's so weird about that? I think it's fine!" she said as she dialed

room, only the sound of agonized screams could be heard, echoing throughout the space. Qutside, the scene was one of vibrant nightlife. This place was Brookville's largest trading venue. It had a mix of

opened the iron door and stepped out. That was when he saw the man in a white shirt that contrasted sharply with the

fingers, and in the dim corridor, the smoke

Hoffman!" Even someone as big as Andrew showed utmost respect and

hand in his pocket and

kid's stubborn and

replied while gritting his teeth. "But Mr. Smith's methods worked well. We can use them