The Cherished Wife

Charles released Noelle, who quickly stood up and adjusted her appearance. She then heard Charles say, "Come in!"

When Ronald entered and saw Noelle fidgeting with her clothes, he realized he must have interrupted something between his boss and Noelle. He awkwardly coughed twice. "Mr. Hoffman, this Winter is quite the character!"

Smirking, Charles gestured for Noelle to come over. "Want to go out for a walk?"

Noelle looked puzzled. "Where to?"

Charles chuckled, glanced at Ronald, and said, "Since she likes to make trouble, go along with her antics. How you do it is up to you."

Charles rarely liked dealing with trivial matters. This time around was solely because of the woman in front of him. After a pause, he added, "Give her a bit more of a shock." Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Charles!" Noelle bit her lip. "Are you really going to do this?"

Charles looked at Noelle seriously. "You don't want me to? If you don't want to, I won't do it," he said earnestly. It did not look like he was joking. "But you need to understand that your kindness won't necessarily be returned with kindness."

Noelle's lips twitched. She knew that Charles's words were merely facts. "Do what you think is best." She knew very well what kind of person Winter was. If Charles did not do this, Winter would have more time and energy to trouble her.

Not to mention, her family knew that her grandfather's shares were in her hands now.

"Alright!" Charles waved his hand, signaling Ronald to leave.

Ronald glanced at Charles and then at Noelle before leaving the room. As he exited, he thought to himself that the boss' wife was too kind-hearted. If it were up to him, he would have crushed Winter without hesitation.

This was a world where the weak were devoured. Those who showed weakness first would lose. Having followed Charles for a long time, Ronald saw him as a strong, undefeated figure.

It was no wonder Noelle was previously trampled on by Winter; she was too kind. In this world, excessive kindness was not a virtue.

"What are you thinking about?"

After Ronald left, Charles walked over to Noelle. Noticing that she seemed lost in thought, he gently rubbed her head. "Hmm?"

Noelle shook her head. "I just realized that I'm becoming more like Winter, but it doesn't seem so bad."

"You're nothing like her." Charles let out a sigh and rested his deep gaze on her. He ruffled her hair and then cupped her face, speaking with conviction. "She isn't even a fraction of what you are."

Noelle felt a warmth in her heart. Even if Charles was lying, it still made her happy.

"Come on. You haven't been here before. I'll show you around." Charles took her hand and led her out of the office.

They had used the private executive entrance earlier, so no one had seen them enter the office. Now, seeing the legendary CEO hand-in-hand with a beautiful woman, everyone in the office began to speculate about her identity.

Was she a new artist brought in by the boss, or was she the boss' girlfriend?

Seeing the shocked and curious glances, Noelle noticed her hand was still held by Charles. She tried to pull away. "Stop it. Let go of my hand."

Nonetheless, Charles only tightened his grip. He smiled as he walked ahead of her, leading her by the hand. This display of affection made it clear to everyone that she was someone special.