The Cherished Wife by Chweety

George had heard of Saltgrass House for a long time. A few years ago, he had planned to visit, but he had to rush back due to time constraints. This time, George was clearly pleased to be able to make it here. "Charles, your wife is truly very considerate," George remarked.

Noelle and Teresa walked ahead. The owner of Saltgrass House, who recognized Charles, hurried over to greet them.

Seeing that Charles seemed engaged in conversation, Noelle stepped forward to greet the owner first, "Hello, we have a reservation for Celino Room."

"Oh, Ms. Shaw, correct?"

"Yes." Noelle gave a polite smile. "Please lead the way."

"Right this way, Ms. Shaw."

The group reached Celino Room, where Noelle went in first to arrange the seating. Charles and the others followed leisurely. Hearing George praise Noelle, Charles smiled warmly. "Thank you, Mr. Click. "By the way, earlier, Brian and I were discussing the West City project. Brian mentioned that the situation this time is a bit complicated?"

"It's not too complicated. We can discuss work matters tomorrow." Charles made a polite gesture, inviting George inside. Feeling slightly embarrassed, George calmed his enthusiasm.

George might not know Charles well, but Brian did. He seemed to understand Charles' intentions, so he quickly changed the subject.

table, they steered clear of work-related topics. Charles focused on looking after Noelle

the first to

their table was harmonious. George, being from Faris, spoke native Farisian. Since Brian had once been

Teresa occasionally introduced

Westel's

which George found particularly

them appeared

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got

she discreetly nudged Charles' side and signaled with her eyes for

Charles glanced up

and then indicated for Charles to look at Brian and Teresa. Leaning closer to Charles, she whispered, "What do you think of those two?"

hinting at. She could not

would take George back. Brian, being a gentleman,