The Cherished Wife

"Don't you want to know what's going on?"

Brian watched Arya zip over to another table to chat and snoop, while Noelle was contentedly focusing on her meal. He was a bit confused. "I thought you were close to the big shot upstairs?" Noelle took a bite of her food and looked up with a slight frown. "How do you expect me to answer that?"

Brian realized Noelle was not wrapped up in the drama and chuckled. "Looks like I'm the one who's too curious for their own good."

"Yeah, seriously. You're a big guy, so why are you so into the rumor mill?" Noelle chuckled, spotting Arya bounding over with a look of sheer excitement. "You guys will never believe what I just heard!"

Arya was practically bouncing with enthusiasm, so Noelle played along. "What's the scoop?"

on the 27th floor today is Mr. Hoffman's uncle's daughter. But

Noelle hesitated. "A manhunt?"

an older sister who was married, but as for the rest of his

himself I mean, talk about a family entanglement! They might not be related by blood, but they're

furrowed. "She's after

like that?" Arya quickly clamped a hand over Noelle's mouth. "I only heard it through

just for her, ordering off-menu like she owned the place. She strutted around as if she were the First Lady