As lan sat in the conference room, his phone buzzed with a message from Roger, setting off a flicker of triumph in his chest. Someone was finally spending the money he worked so hard for. Having a wife like Clara, who had a knack for shopping, meant he had to buckle down even more. The thought brought an uncharacteristic smile to his normally stern face.

But, to his disappointment, by the time the meeting wrapped up, there had been no notification of any card transactions.

He had given Clara a no-limit black card linked to his phone. Could it be she hadn't spent any of his money?

With this nagging thought, lan immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Clara. After several rings with no answer, he called Roger.

As soon as Roger picked up, lan could hear a cacophony of excited shrieks in the background. "Are you still with Clara? Why isn't she picking up her phone?"

isn't she answering? Because she's here with my wife, swooning over a

purposely panned his camera to show Clara in the

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teasing. "Not sure that's a good idea, mate. She's having a blast. Look at me - playing the doting husband, babysitting solo, while also playing bodyguard. You could learn a thing or

there having a wild time the second I

he waited for the storm to hit. But then he saw the once furious lan's expression soften into tenderness at the sight of his wife. His voice mellowed. "Clara,

looked as smitten as a

smile was radiant. "So much fun! I've been shopping and now

hint of forlorn hope. "I was just wondering why you didn't use my card. Haven't

at the absurdity. Ian had called all the way just to ask why his money

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