The Cherished Wife

With the annual gala happening tonight, the Collosus Group staff could hardly focus on their work, all itching to clock out and get to the venue first. Becky and Janet, the event's chief organizers, had arrived early to oversee everything. However, Janet would not dream of getting her hands dirty. She had shown up early just to check on the number tags.

Becky might have been tight-lipped about the whole thing, but Janet had her ways of finding out that a draw would decide this year's opening dance partners - and those number tags were key.

After making sure the numbers were all set backstage, Janet finally relaxed and went to say hi to Becky.

Becky, who was swamped with tasks, barely had time for Janet, who eventually took the hint and left.

Janet was all in for the night's big bash, going all out by booking the same glam squad that works with the A-listers to craft her perfect party look. Becky, on the other hand, had to do some sleuthing after Janet bounced. It took her a good while, but after a chat with the crew backstage, she pieced together that Janet had pulled a fast one with the number box.

dashed home to switch up their workwear for party gear. Noelle, though, was still deep in project

ticking clock and chuckled. "Everyone else hits the road the second the

rush. The shindig doesn't kick off until eight, and it's only half-past six. The Majestic Lounge is just a hop, skip, and a jump from here. No need to hustle." She figured it was time to wrap

giving Noelle's attire the once-over. "What about you? Girls usually go

they? Arya jetted off ages

clothes in my car, just like you. I'll be set in no time," Noelle replied.

starting to really dig that. No wonder Charles, with his sky-high standards, had taken a shine to her. It would be weird if she was not turning heads. "You should get changed too. I'll see you downstairs in a bit,

"Sounds good!"