The Cherished Wife

"And why shouldn't I be here?" Janet eyed Becky with suspicion. "Besides, HR's out, I heard they're handling some business, and no one's gotten those documents for me." She glanced at Becky, then followed her line of sight to catch a glimpse of a woman slipping into "What woman?" Becky hesitated, feeling Janet's piercing stare, and quickly regained her composure. "Oh, the woman who entered Mr. Hoffman's office? She's from the project department. Mr. Hoffman asked them to come up to talk about the project." Becky explained, noticing Janet's expression was far from pleased. "Ms. Scott?"

Charles's office. Her gaze sharpened instantly, zeroing in on the door. "Who was that woman who just went in?"

"Is there just one woman in the project department?"

"No, there's a bunch," Becky replied, confused. "Ms. Scott, why do you ask?"

"Who was that who just walked in? What's her name? How's she doing at Collosus Group?" Janet fired off a bunch of questions, and Becky was jolted back to the moment.

Becky quirked an eyebrow. "Her name's Noelle. She's in the project department, Mr.

convinced. "Becky, don't play

how about we brainstorm a bit? Doing the same old thing every year is getting old. Maybe we shake things up

about Noelle for the moment.

Ms. Scott, I need to straighten up here!" Becky took one last look at Charles's office door and

chatter. She slipped in and quickly shut the door behind her. With a cautious glance, she scoped out the hallway from the doorway. Charles watched

Noelle pressed her finger to her lips, signaling Charles to zip it. Once he piped down, she cracked the door a sliver to

heart was racing, but luckily, Becky was quick on her feet and whisked

the door and spun around, only to find Charles had stealthily moved right behind her, his arms casually draped around