The Cherished Wife

"The prize is massive, and any clever kid would be itching to snag it. However, this time around, I'm not flying the flag for the Jabs family-it's all about the Smiths."

With a sly eyebrow quirk, Peter shot a look over at Sean, who was trying to make himself invisible at the next table.

Sean's hand shot up. "Hey, don't look at me I'm just the doc. I'm small fry. The Smiths' mess will land in my cousin's lap when it's all said and done, so keep me out of it." He was quick to wash his hands of the whole affair.

Truth be told, Sean, the doctor, could not care less about their squabbles. "However, hey, if you guys are feeling generous and want to hook up our hospital with some medical goodies, or whatever, I'd say that's a pretty sweet deal!"

Bob let out a derisive snort. "In your dreams! The Smiths might be yours, but I'm the one babysitting them for now," he said, locking eyes with Sean. "Don't think you can just dodge the bullet."

Sean clicked his tongue in mock dismay. "Cousin, come on, it's a day for celebration. Let's not kill the vibe, okay? Today's all about Mr. Fischer's big comeback. We gotta show some love, don't we?"

propose we do that?" Charles chimed in, tossing

silent challenge, and just like that, they were locked in a fingertip

gold mine, so they wanted in. However, when it came to Yoel and Peter, Noelle could tell there was more going on

hand a gentle squeeze, snapping her

Peter seems to

leaned in close to whisper

up with a teasing smile as he looked at Noelle, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. "Caught that, did you?" She

with the sparks flying between Yoel and Peter Anyone with half an eye for

him," Charles said, laying out the trio's complicated dynamics in one fel swoop "Jennifer's set on

about the way Jennifer looked at Yoel and how he