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.

puppy they'd rescued came skittering over, tail wagging and chubby

down, about to scoop it up, but Hawthorne was quicker-he

work. You can play with it when

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

arm around Gwyneth's waist, Hawthorne ushered her into

and pawing at nothing. Gwyneth shot it a sympathetic glance, but before she could say anything, Hawthorne gently

"Drive."

planning to 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

cared much for social events, but he

"An exhibition? Antique paintings?"

bullseye-Gwyneth's eyes

the perfect gift He realized just dragging her along alone would probably bore her to tears, but surrounded by people, it would be

identity was still a secret, going with her colleagues would

visible; her bright eyes shone

glancing at Hawthorne a little nervously.

and ruffled her

conference that day, so I might not make it. The exhibition runs for three days, though. After you've gone with your