The Cherished Wife

Charles's gaze was icy, filled with an intimidating power. With Noelle by his side, though, he quickly softened his fierce look.

Noelle could still sense the edge in Charles, though. She gave his hand a reassuring pat. "I'm alright. And you know what? This whole mess has wiped any last shred of sisterly love I had for Winter. I can't forgive her time and again for the hurt she's caused. So don't hold back on my account. There are things I used to avoid or think were beneath me. But if she's not going to stop coming after me, then I'm done playing nice. Some battles are mine to fight!"

Charles's lips twitched into a smirk. "Alright!"

"Don't worry. I'm not the same Noelle who used to get pushed around. I'm going to stand tall and get stronger, so you won't have to be concerned about me all the time!" "Attagirl!"

"Hehe!" Noelle's smile was bright. "I've got it all figured out."

last night's wild party would stay under wraps, and Xavier had worked overtime trying to keep everyone quiet. However, with a crowd that big,

but she never told them who the VIPs

and Winter's cash had the paparazzi on her side. However, if someone else flashed the cash, they would switch sides in

it all locked down, a bombshell video from her birthday bash

stop eagle-eyed internet sleuths from figuring out

a matter of time before the hotel was swarming with people trying to dig up dirt. The gossip columns had a field day with the

morning. It was her agent, Jane. "Winter, what in the world happened last