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.

at keeping things professional? The project department was swamped,

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 sly look. "Noelle, you're

you really have to pick up every visitor from the airport?" She couldn't resist ribbing him. "So, who's the VIP this

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

him. Figuring the airport was not far off, she would find it was soon enough. Contongs With

finding time to catch up with

sent out of town with a colleague for a big interview by their editor, and she had been complaining about being too busy to

crying emoji Rowena dropped in their messenger

was lively, and Noelle was so engrossed that she completely forgot Charles was