The Cherished Wife

Noelle's smile stiffened, and even Sean's expression turned sour.

It was probably the first time he had encountered someone even more shameless than himself, someone who could say such brazen things without any shame.

Luckily, the butler came down from upstairs at this time. "Ms. Noelle, Mr. Smith," he greeted, standing respectfully by Noelle's side.

"Ms. Noelle, Sir Shaw knows you've returned and has asked you to come upstairs. Mr. Smith is welcome to join you."

"Alright," Noelle replied.

She felt awkward and uninterested in staying in the same space as Jade, so she gladly took Sean upstairs. As the butler led the way, he asked, "Ms. Noelle, who might this gentleman be?" "Eli, don't worry. He's my friend," Noelle replied with a smile. "Mr. Smith, this is our family's butler and my grandfather's assistant."

"Hello, Eli!" Sean responded, showing his ability to read people. Realizing that Eli was not on Jade's side, he relaxed.

approvingly. "Hello,

Eli said, pausing briefly. "Sir Shaw is in a good mood today. What would

have what Grandpa is having," Noelle replied, then she opened the door and led Sean

a thick blanket covering his legs. There

saw Noelle and Sean enter, he removed his glasses and set the book aside. "You're back,

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