The Cherished Wife

George had heard of Saltgrass House for a long time. A few years ago, he had planned to visit, but he had to rush back due to time constraints. This time, George was clearly pleased to be able to make it here. "Charles, your wife is truly very considerate," George remarked.

Noelle and Teresa walked ahead. The owner of Saltgrass House, who recognized Charles, hurried over to greet them.

Seeing that Charles seemed engaged in conversation, Noelle stepped forward to greet the owner first, "Hello, we have a reservation for Celino Room."

"Oh, Ms. Shaw, correct?"

"Yes." Noelle gave a polite smile. "Please lead the way."

"Right this way, Ms. Shaw."

The group reached Celino Room, where Noelle went in first to arrange the seating. Charles and the others followed leisurely. Hearing George praise Noelle, Charles smiled warmly. "Thank you, Mr. Click. "By the way, earlier, Brian and I were discussing the West City project. Brian mentioned that the situation this time is a bit complicated?"

work matters tomorrow." Charles made a

Charles well, but Brian did. He seemed to understand Charles' intentions, so he quickly

clear of work-related topics. Charles focused on looking

eat or needed anything, Charles was always the first to get it for her. It

their table was harmonious. George, being from Faris, spoke native Farisian. Since Brian

fascinating.

she discreetly nudged Charles' side and signaled with

shrimp, Charles glanced up at

at Brian and Teresa. Leaning closer to Charles, she whispered, "What do you think of those two?" Charles smirked and popped the peeled

say much, Noelle knew he understood what she was hinting at. She could not help but keep

take George back. Brian, being