The Cherished Wife



"Well... I just gave it to Mr. Hoffman, and he hasn't said anything yet," Noelle explained. Charles pointed at Noelle's phone, gesturing for her to hand it

over.

Noelle bit her lip. "Mr. Parker, I'm with Mr. Hoffman right now, and he says he wants to speak with you!"

Noelle handed the phone to Charles, who took it and said briefly, "This is Charles. I've received the documents you asked Noelle to pass on to me, but I haven't had the chance to review them yet.

"But everything seems fine. I'll get back to you this evening. Since you're not feeling well, take it easy and rest up."

"Yes, Mr. Hoffman!" Brian replied. Since Charles was not in a hurry, Brian naturally did not rush things either. However, Brian seemed to remember something and asked, "Are you with Noelle now, Mr. Hoffman?"

"Is there a problem?" Charles' tone shifted abruptly. Just then, his phone rang.

He glanced down at Noelle and gestured for her to take out his phone and answer it.

Noelle pouted and reluctantly pulled Charles' phone from his pocket. Seeing Becky's name on the screen, she waved it in front of Charles.

"You answer it," Charles said before continuing his conversation with Brian. With no other choice, Noelle swiped the screen and answered the call. However, she paused for a moment when she saw the wallpaper.

Charles' phone wallpaper was a photo of her, specifically one of her sleeping in bed.

She looked deeply asleep, with her hair in complete disarray. Noelle could not figure out when Charles had taken this photo. He had captured all her bad habits on display, and yet he had made it his wallpaper.

This realization left Noelle feeling a bit disheartened.

Charles noticed Noelle's gaze and met her eyes. He pointed at the phone. "Answer it."

Noelle snapped out of it and quickly answered the call, "Hello!"

"Uh, who is this?" Becky sounded a bit caught off guard. "Isn't this Mr. Hoffman's phone?"

"Yes, it is Mr. Hoffman's phone. Are you Ms. Malls? Hi, I'm Noelle from the project department." Noelle's voice was sweet.

On the other end of the line, Becky

was left wondering what exactly was going on between Noelle and the president. However, before Becky could think too much, Noelle continued, "Ms. Malls? I'm with Mr. Hoffman right now, and he's busy at the moment. Is there something you need?"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Click's secretary called saying they're at the airport but couldn't find our pickup person. Ms. Shaw, are you with Mr. Hoffman at the airport?"

"Yes, we're at the airport. We're waiting for Mr. Click."

"Oh, I see. One of Mr. Click's bags is missing, and it has something very important inside, so..."All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"Got it. I'll inform Mr. Hoffman right away and go find Mr. Click!" Noelle hung up just as Charles finished his call as well. It made Noelle wonder if Charles had timed it deliberately.

"What's going on?" Charles asked, holding Noelle's phone in his hand. Noticing the wallpaper on Noelle's phone was a photo of a man he did not recognize, he frowned but said nothing. "What did Becky say?"

"Oh, Mr. Click is likely over there. One of his bags is missing, and Becky said it contains something

important. Mr. Click couldn't

get in

touch with the pickup person, so he

reached out to Becky."