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, Mr.

you and Mr. Smith may go in," Eli said, pausing briefly. "Sir Shaw is in a

Noelle replied, then she opened the

sitting in a bamboo chair with a thick blanket covering his legs. There was also a book in

his glasses and set the

as she walked over and took Samuel's hand.

Samuel nodded repeatedly, then looked up at Sean. "Who's

this is

f y grandfather." Cons O come over. "Mr. Smionet is Sean approached, his demeanor exuding

seemed carefree, Sean knew how

eye level and greeted him politely, "Good day,

it was supposed to be Bob?" Samuel looked a bit puzzled, not quite