The Cherished Wife



"I'm done with you!" Noelle's face turned crimson, and she decided to walk ahead, ignoring Charles entirely.

Charles chuckled, smirking as he took long strides to catch up with Noelle. "Alright, I'll stop teasing you. Let's focus on finding Mr. Click." When they arrived, George was off to the side, anxiously urging his assistant to handle matters.

Due to the language barrier, communication was proving difficult. Judging by George's demeanor, the missing luggage was clearly important. "George!" Charles approached and extended his hand. "Remember me?"

"Charles? Oh, were you the one sent to pick me up?" George's face lit up when he saw Charles, but his gaze quickly shifted to Noelle. "And who is this?"

"My wife," Charles responded in fluent Farisian, and George's eyes sparkled when he looked at Noelle. He then said, "Charles, your wife is beautiful." "Thank you." Noelle had not formally studied Farisian in college, but since Teresa had shown interest, Noelle sometimes audited the classes. She could not fully understand everything, but she managed simple phrases well.

"I'm Noelle Shaw. Nice to meet you, Mr. Click!" Noelle greeted him in Farisian, and George nodded before switching to the local language, though he spoke somewhat awkwardly. "Mrs. Hoffman, do you understand Farisian?"

"A little, but I'm not fluent. If you prefer, you can continue in Farisian." Noelle smiled and asked, "Mr. Click, what are you looking for?"

"Well, one of my suitcases is missing, and it contains some important drawings. It's very crucial to me, so..." George expressed his frustration. Noelle quickly nodded and told Charles, "You chat with Mr. Click. I'll go check over there." She paused, then added, "This might take a while. Why don't you two find a café to sit in? I'll come find you later."

Charles squinted slightly. "Alright," he agreed and handed Noelle her phone back.

"I'll be at the Skybucks across the way. Call me when you find it."

"Go already. I'm not a child," Noelle nudged Charles playfully. "Don't keep Mr. Click waiting."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Noelle then approached the staff to communicate with them. She learned that due to the large number of bags, one or two might have gotten mixed up.

The staff members were working quickly to locate George's luggage, and Noelle waited at the counter for updates.

Meanwhile, Charles and the group

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settled into a Skybucks. Charles ordered a coffee for George, who had not brought many people along just his assistant and a younger woman. From the moment she saw Charles, the young woman's eyes rarely left him.

Charles politely acknowledged her with a greeting before resuming his conversation with George. Although they were not the closest of friends, George had been the architect behind two of Collosus Gro

malls in the early years, which led to frequent interactions between them.

George admired Charles' talent, knowledge, and leadership skills.

"Charles, let me introduce you to Dani Hull. She's my student and the designer for this project."

"Hello." Charles nodded politely, noticing that Dani continued to stare at him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, maintaining a warm smile, though his gaze remained distant.

Fortunately, Dani was not the type to persist excessively. She soon shifted her gaze away. "Hello, Charles. I'mě Dani. I've heard a lot about you. my mentor. I look forward to

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working together on this project."