The Cherished Wife by Chweety

With the annual gala happening tonight, the Collosus Group staff could hardly focus on their work, all itching to clock out and get to the venue first. Becky and Janet, the event's chief organizers, had arrived early to oversee everything. However, Janet would not dream of getting her hands dirty. She had shown up early just to check on the number tags.

Becky might have been tight-lipped about the whole thing, but Janet had her ways of finding out that a draw would decide this year's opening dance partners - and those number tags were key.

After making sure the numbers were all set backstage, Janet finally relaxed and went to say hi to Becky.

Becky, who was swamped with tasks, barely had time for Janet, who eventually took the hint and left.

Janet was all in for the night's big bash, going all out by booking the same glam squad that works with the A-listers to craft her perfect party look. Becky, on the other hand, had to do some sleuthing after Janet bounced. It took her a good while, but after a chat with the crew backstage, she pieced together that Janet had pulled a fast one with the number box.

By six in the evening, the office was clearing out as everyone dashed home to switch up their workwear for party gear. Noelle, though, was still deep in project talk with Brian, their convo stretching a good thirty minutes past quitting time.

chuckled. "Everyone else hits the

just a hop, skip, and a jump from here.

my backup outfit I keep here at the office." Brian grinned, giving Noelle's attire the once-over. "What about you? Girls usually

Arya jetted off ages

just like you. I'll be set

gave a nod,

was starting to really dig that. No wonder Charles, with his sky-high standards, had taken a shine to her. It would be weird if she was not turning heads. "You should get changed too. I'll see you downstairs

"Sounds good!"

away, and grabbed her bag to

he was in a bit of a rush. Spotting Noelle already decked out and waiting by the car, he quickly made his

that he was one of those guys who got better looking the more you saw him. "You're looking