The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Wife 88

Chapter 88

“Why should you tell me? It’s work time, Noelle. Check that attitude,” Xavier snapped, his voice taking on an edge. “Do you even care about this place?”

“I don’t have to prove anything to you about my commitment here. If you don’t need anything, Mr. Harris, I’ve got work to do,” Noelle shot back, her voice icy.

Her impatience was the last straw for Xavier. He grabbed her hand hard, forcing her to face him. “Noelle, we’re at the office, and I’m the boss here!”

“Okay, Mr. Harris, what’s the big deal? Tell me!” Noelle said with a frosty laugh. “Hey, we can talk without you grabbing my hand, right?” She clenched her teeth and said, “Let go!”

After a struggle, she finally wrenched her hand free. Staring at the red marks Xavier’s grip left, Noelle felt a surge of annoyance. “You were saying, Mr. Harris?”

“Do we really have to be like this, Noelle?”

“Not talking? Then I’m going back to work!” Noelle obviously did not want to keep bickering with Xavier, not here in the office with everyone watching. She knew how to keep things professional. Xavier, however, with his eyes red with fury, seemed oblivious to their audience, “Alright, let’s talk work. What

trying to say at this morning’s

“You’re the big boss of Frotconn. Shouldn’t you be on top of these things? They’re hardly my business!” she pointed out. “Now you’re asking

on orders, and something about

pieces, just enough to raise the issue in the meeting. Plus, the chairman

that things with Noelle had changed for good ever since the incident. They used to chat about everything. It was never

her words. Now, however, Xavier was at a loss for words,

even deal

You’ve just come back to the company. Everything

my element!” Noelle said, peeking at

out, Mr.

Anyone who really knew Noelle understood that beneath that laid–back

talking, Noelle quickly gathered her stuff and was out the door with her work

fists balled up tight,

all he caught was the tail end of her exhaust. He wanted

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