The Cherished Wife

Noelle raised her eyebrows slightly. "That simple?"

"What did you think? Collosus values talent. It's not as difficult as the rumors suggest," Charles replied, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he drove into Collosus' underground parking lot.

The lot had a dedicated parking space for Charles, different from the regular employees. The access route was also different.

When Charles got out of the car, Noelle hesitated. "Won't someone see us?"

Charles smirked. "Afraid of being seen?" He leaned against the car door, looking at her with amusement.

Noelle bit her lip. "I told you, I want to do this on my own!"

"Alright, I won't tease you. This parking spot is private, so no one usually comes here. Follow me upstairs, then Ronald will take you to the interview," Charles said. He walked over to Noelle, taking her hand.

Noelle tried to pull away, but Charles held her hand firmly. She could not break free, so she let him lead her. "I'm not even worried. Why are you so nervous?"

Charles led Noelle upstairs. When Ronald saw his boss openly bringing Noelle to the office, holding her hand no less, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. Charles gave Ronald a stern look. "Mr. Wells, take Ms. Shaw to the project department for her interview."

of his shock, realizing his earlier lapse in decorum. He

then turned to Noelle respectfully. "Mrs. Hoffman, please

me Noelle at the office," Noelle reminded him, amused

think she appeared

nervous. It's just a formality believe in your abilities," Charles said gently, patting Noelle's head.

display of affection.

then turned to Ronald. "No need for unnecessary explanations. If anyone asks, say Nelly is a distant relative

his instructions

his

and

awkald behind. Noelle smiled

awkwardly at Ronald. "Sorr

trouble you, Mr. Wells."