The Cherished Wife

Xavier saw them too, and his face turned pale.

Noelle squinted her eyes. While Xavier was not looking, she dashed away and hopped into her car, leaving him coughing in a cloud of exhaust.

Xavier tried to follow, but the sight of the flashing cameras made him clench his teeth in frustration, and he walked away quickly. The photographers, realizing they had been spotted, scrambled off.

Meanwhile, Winter was studying a script when a package arrived for her, The downstairs servant brought it up, and she opened it, puzzled. However, her confusion turned to fury when she saw the photos inside.

She grabbed the photos and tore them to shreds. “Noelle… You snake!”

Winter shook with anger. “Xavier is mine, all mine!”

Noelle felt she was still being followed, so she called Charles. She was still feeling sick from her encounter with Xavier, and her voice was sharp with irritation.

Charles was in a meeting when he heard Noelle’s special ringtone. His eyes narrowed for a moment. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

The other managers at the meeting were shocked into silence, each one afraid to even breathe. They all wondered whose phone had interrupted them. Not silencing one’s phone in a meeting could be a

fatal blow.

Charles had made it crystal clear: no phones during meetings. So, every time a meeting was about to start, everyone would turn off their phones, no matter what. Nothing was more important than Charles’s rules.

However, someone messed up today. Their phone was left on.

was the picture of calm. Ple slowly front of all the other managers, answered

ate, cooing Hello?

The managers could not believe their ears. They had never heard Charles’s voice sound so warm before.

Charles gave them a quick look, his fingers drumming lightly on the table. “What’s up?*

Noelle nodded. “I went to see Grandpa today,” she said, pausing a bit. But I ran into two unpleasant people!*

Charles raised an eyebrow, making everyone sit up a little straighter.

He glanced around calmly. “Did they bother you?”

“Yeah, my mom and Xavier, Noelle said, biting her lip. Charles’s eyes narrowed. “What did they do?”

“It’s nothing, really!” Noelle said, shaking her head. “But when I left, it felt like someone was following me, taking pictures. I haven’t made any enemies lately, except maybe Winter and her crew. Could it be them?”

Charles’s eyebrows knit together for a moment as he raised his hand, signaling Ronald to take over the meeting. Ronald’s heart sank, but he did not dare to object. He could only watch as Charles

walked out of the room with his head held high, leaving behind a few words of comfort to Noelle. “Don’t worry, take your time. I’ll take care of it. They won’t dare to do much!”