The Cherished Wife

Nancy nodded. "Your grandfather has a good eye." Although she had never met Sebastian in person, she had heard of him many times, especially because he was Charles' mentor and had a profound influence on him. She glanced at Charles, who raised an eyebrow and smiled. He then took the teaware from Noelle, carefully rinsing the pieces.

"Yes, his taste is truly impeccable," he said.

Noelle chuckled. "Why do I feel like you're bragging?"

Charles gave a soft laugh. "Whatever you say goes."

Nancy and Teresa shared a laugh at that.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed outside, approaching the room.

She gave Charles a questioning glance. He stood up calmly, walked to the door, and opened it. Standing tall in the doorway was a man. Though he seemed to have come in a rush, he looked composed without a trace of disarray. The usual intensity that clung to him was noticeably absent. Noelle was not surprised

that since both Noelle and Charles were here, Peter's arrival must have been arranged by them. Giving Noelle a knowing look, Teresa tactfully excused herself and left. Nancy, however, was taken

dawned on her that this meeting

to meet her? Could

toward Peter. In the past, when Peter and Tania were together she approved of their relationship and held high hopes for it. However, time had proven that the two were not suited for each

only after witnessing this pain that Nancy realized the relationship

the past three years, she had not intentionally avoided him, but she believed that since fate had parted the couple, maintaining

would like to talk to you. But if you don't

Nancy. Moreover, although Peter was known for his ruthless demeanor toward