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.

skittering over, tail wagging and chubby body wiggling with excitement as soon as

about to scoop it up, but Hawthorne was quicker-he grabbed it by the scruff and handed it off to the

for work. You can play with

he was not about to let a puppy steal

around Gwyneth's waist, Hawthorne ushered her

glance, but before she could

"Drive."

organize an exhibition under the company's name. It'll double as a charity auction-lots of historical artifacts will be on display. Everyone at the office will get a

events,

"An exhibition? Antique paintings?"

the bullseye-Gwyneth's eyes sparkled

alone would probably

was still a secret, going with her colleagues would

bright eyes shone

little nervously.

over and ruffled

days, though. After you've gone with your colleagues, if you want