The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Fortunately, Charles, being a considerate leader, realized that Janet's efforts were essentially ineffective and had Ronald send a few people over to help. Though it was a few days late, they managed to get things done in time. Noelle had just finished her project report when she received a call from Charles, summoning her upstairs.

As she stepped out of the elevator, she ran into Becky, who looked exhausted and was struggling with a pile of documents. A few papers slipped from Becky's grasp, and Noelle picked them up and handed them back. "Becky, are you okay?" "I'm fine," Becky said, shaking her head. "What brings you up here today, Ms. Shaw?"

Noelle waved the document in her hand. "The latest project report. I need Mr. Hoffman to review it."

"Oh, Mr. Hoffman's inside," Becky said with a faint smile. "But be careful; he doesn't seem to be in the best mood today."

Noelle nodded and gave a quick thumbs-up. "Thanks for the heads-up!"

"No problem. You go ahead. I need to get back to prepping for the year-end party. It's been a crazy few days."

watching Becky walk away. She recalled Becky mentioning the

how complicated the preparations must have

massaging his temples, looking somewhat fatigued. She walked over, placed the project report on his desk, and then moved behind his chair. Gently, she guided his head to rest against the back of his chair and began

he

most of it over the phone. There aren't any major issues, but George is

of

and quickly skimmed through it. "Not bad; it's much better

asked, surprised. "But isn't George

doesn't need his guidance anymore. It's you who

"Are you still tired?