The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 667

Chapter 667

"Of course you can-these are all family businesses now, and that means they're yours too. Mrs. Everhart, I'll be counting on you from now on. Who would've thought I'd marry such a treasure?"

Gwyneth shot him a playful, mock-annoyed look.

"So what you're saying is, before I gave you that signet ring, you thought I was just a useless loafer?"

Hawthorne hadn't expected her to describe herself like that, and couldn't hold back a low laugh rumbling from his chest.

Gwyneth could tell he was struggling not to burst out laughing, but failing miserably.

She pretended to be cross, raising her delicate fist and giving him a light, theatrical punch. Hawthorne caught her soft hand and gave a warning grin.

"Check the time-we're running late."

A glance at the clock told them it was nearly eight. Only half an hour left. She decided not to prolong their little skirmish.

door. Downstairs, the little puppy they'd rescued came skittering over, tail wagging and chubby body wiggling with excitement as soon as it

scoop it up, but Hawthorne was quicker-he grabbed it by the scruff

You can play

was their time together, and he was not about to let a puppy

Gwyneth's waist, Hawthorne ushered her into

it a sympathetic glance, but before she could say anything, Hawthorne gently

"Drive."

be on display. Everyone at the office will get a ticket. Since you like

all mapped out. Gwyneth never cared much for social events, but he could tell she secretly enjoyed the

"An exhibition? Antique paintings?"

the bullseye-Gwyneth's eyes sparkled with

her along alone would probably bore her to tears, but surrounded by people, it

since her identity was still a secret, going with her colleagues would be a safe

bright eyes shone with anticipation.

at Hawthorne a little nervously. "Will you be there that

reached over and ruffled

exhibition runs for three days, though. After you've gone with your colleagues, if you