The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 859

Noelle had waited in the living room for a good half-hour, but Sir Hoffman was nowhere to be seen. She frowned slightly, curious about what he was really up to.

Upstairs, Maxwell was glued to the surveillance screens, not missing a beat of Noelle's actions since she had walked in.

What he had not anticipated was Noelle's ability to stay so calm. Time ticked by, and she barely moved an inch, only having asked for water at the start. She had not shown the slightest hint of impatience so far. Beside Maxwell stood James, the seasoned steward of the Hoffman family. He had caught Noelle's act too, and it left him a bit taken aback by the girl's knack.

Maxwell's brow was creased with thought. "What's your take on her?"

He was clearly asking James, who looked surprised. He took a moment before replying, "Sir Hoffman, I'm just a steward. I'm not the best at sizing up people!" Maxwell let out a dismissive grunt. "We can't keep this woman around!"

"Why not?"

"She's got an even cooler head than Janet and Kelly."

level of calm by his side!" James was confused. Maxwell shot him a sidelong glance. "Oh? You think she's

wouldn't presume!" James was, after all, just the help. His

drifted

her performance at Colossus Group had been nothing short of impressive. However, he was dead set against that

their backbone. It was clear Noelle was not the type to be tamed. Plus, he was not exactly fond of her family's standing. "Come on. Let's go down

"Right away!"

help

curious about what the illustrious Sir Hoffman's offspring was up to. He had her come all that way and then kept her waiting. She

while, but eventually, Maxwell

got to her

so sure you should call me 'Grandpa', Ms. Shaw!" Maxwell

my granddad and my

that smooth move, Noelle defused the awkwardness

asked with a hint of amusement, "So, Grandpa, what's the reason for