The Cherished Wife

Noelle nodded, glancing shyly at Charles, signaling him to let go of her hand. However, Charles acted as if he did not notice.

Ronald quickly turned his head to the side, thinking to himself that he was really being tortured here. He had not even had breakfast yet and was already stuffed with their sweetness. Noelle pulled her hand away from Charles. "I'm going now!"

Charles withdrew his gaze and gave Ronald a casual look. "Where are the things?"

"Here!" Ronald quickly handed a long box to Charles. "Mr. Quinn said it's an original piece by Zephyr Longbottom. You mentioned you wanted to give it to Sir Shaw."

Charles glanced at Ronald, who immediately fell silent. "Mr. Quinn has restored it again. It's in excellent condition."

Charles nodded, opened the box to take a look, and then closed it again. "And the rest?"

"I put everything else in your car," Ronald said. Knowing that Charles was going to visit Noelle's grandfather, Ronald had started gathering items since last night. Early this morning, he went to one of Collosus' malls to handle everything and had it sent over without delay.

Charles nodded. "Alright. You can go now."

Ronald hesitated for a moment. "Yes, sir!"

When Noelle came out, only Charles was left in the spacious living room. She looked around. "Where's Mr. Wells?"

a finance magazine. Hearing her, he looked up. "Why? Did you need something

was just thinking, making him work on a weekend seems a bit harsh." She then added, "Well, the meal's ready." Charles

clothes, a light gray tracksuit.

aloof and distant.

good in anything,

feel sorry for him," Charles said lightly while glancing at the food on the table. "Didn't I

Noelle said, giving

and Samuel had arranged to meet in the afternoon

had chosen the place, but Bamboo Grove House was indeed a good choice

arrived first. Seeing Charles with the same woman from before, the manager was

Charles had

place and requested it to be closed to the public for the day, the manager

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preparations from noon.