The Cherished Wife

"Enough already, you've never been a burden. You're the most important thing to me," Henry said, giving Nancy's hand a reassuring pat. "If you really think it's the right thing to do, then I'll go. However, I'm bringing you with me, just to show our faces." "Alright!"

Nancy nodded, pleased, then quickly asked, "Charles, how's the prep for the annual meeting coming along?"

"Our team's got it pretty much under control. The meeting's in five days, so you guys should definitely come." "And your folks..."

"They'll probably be there too!"

Charles was not too fussed about it. Whether he invited Clarisse or not, she would show up.

He knew exactly what Clarisse was thinking.

Hoffman family. After all those years, her return to Brookville, to the

Group skyscraper, Becky was on a mission, zipping from department to department. Her task was to nail down the exact roster for each

stranger, flagged her down. Since Becky was practically the twenty-seventh-floor boss's right-hand woman, everyone was always extra chummy

at the badge in her hand, a puzzled look creasing her forehead. "Is

at this year's company.

just flashed a grin, all mysterious-like, and nodded at Arya's badge. "Keep it safe, 'cause everyone gets just one. Red lanyards for the Jadies,

this year? Come on, Becky, spill the beans. Wasn't the top prize a car last year? It's

a killer perk." Becky's smile widened. Getting picked to stun the dance floor with the big boss of

gave Arya's hand a reassuring pat.