The Cherished Wife

Although Brian knew Noelle's position, Noelle did not want to show any favoritism in front of anyone.

"Chill, it's strictly business!" Charles retorted with a huff. "You think your hubby can't keep work and play separate?"

Noelle narrowed her eyes, gave a small nod, and whispered under her breath, "However, isn't that exactly what you do?"

Phone in hand, Charles paused mid-dial and shot Noelle a quick, sidelong glance. She quickly looked away, feigning innocence.

With a resigned shake of his head, Charles dialed Brian. "Mr. Parker, Noelle's free this afternoon, right? I need to borrow her for a bit!"

Brian hesitated, his lips tightening. "Yes!" He said it, but inwardly he was kicking himself and throwing a little shade Charles's way for good measure.

really gotten so bad at keeping things professional? The project department was swamped, and there Charles was,

escorted Noelle out of Collosus Group, and only when they were cruising down City Ring Avenue did she ask again, "You said this was business? So where to? We're not going to pick someone up at the airport, are we?" Charles gave her

a bit. "Seriously, you're the head honcho of a major corporation now. Do you really have to pick up every visitor from

see when we get there." Charles teased, a grin he could not quite hide spreading across his

playing coy, and she could not pry it out of him. Figuring the airport was not far

been swamped those last few months, hardly finding time to

with a colleague for a big interview by

exaggerated crying emoji Rowena

so engrossed