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.

After all those years, her return to

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

who never met a stranger, flagged her down. Since Becky was practically the twenty-seventh-floor boss's right-hand woman, everyone was always extra

these badges you're handing out?" Arya peered at the badge in her hand, a puzzled look creasing her

at this year's company.

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

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

picked to stun the dance floor with the big boss of Collosus Group beat a car,

Becky gave Arya's hand a reassuring pat. "Fingers