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.

clear of work-related topics. Charles focused on

always the first to get it for her. It left her feeling slightly

harmonious. George, being from Faris, spoke native Farisian. Since Brian had once

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got along

Charles' side and signaled with her eyes

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to look at Brian and Teresa. Leaning closer to Charles, she whispered, "What do you think of

what she was hinting at. She could not help but keep glancing at Brian and Teresa, thinking they seemed more and more

home while Charles would take George back. Brian, being a