The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Chapter 863

Noelle met Charles's concerned gaze and quickly nodded. "I'm fine, really. They didn't lay a finger on me." She flashed him a smile. "What brings you here?"

"Do you really have to ask?" Charles teased, gently tapping Noelle's nose. Sean, standing off to the side, could not take the mushy display any longer and gave a couple of pointed coughs. "Hey, lovebirds, mind taking the romance somewhere else? I did come here to lend a hand, you know."

Suddenly self-conscious, Noelle gently pushed Charles back. "We owe you one, Mr. Smith!"

Charles acknowledged with a nod. "Thanks." He then added, "Stand by Sean."

Charles brushed Noelle's shoulder with a reassuring touch before stepping past her into the fray. His gaze was sharp as it met Maxwell's, who seemed to nearly turn a shade of angry green at the sight of him. "What are you doing here!"

"Why shouldn't I be here?" Charles's voice was calm, his hand casually tucked into his pocket, betraying no emotion. "Grandpa, that was a pretty clumsy move on your part."

"You..."

with work wasn't smart. If you wanted to see Noelle, you could've just told me. I wouldn't have stood in your way!" Charles's words hung in the air for a moment. "Grandpa, I don't care why you're whisking people away from the company, but when you take my wife without asking, I can't just look the other

are you really going to challenge me over her? Do you have any

doesn't matter what

Noelle, give me a heads up. wouldn't want to get the wrong idea that someone's out to hurt her You

they left together. Sean, ever the picture of relaxed charm, leaned against doorframe,

the

trademark grin.

I'll

on my way too. Charles, wait

Sean before sliding into the seat next