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.

they'd rescued came skittering over, tail

was quicker-he grabbed it

to be late for work. You can

together, and he was not about to let a puppy

waist, Hawthorne ushered her into the

air, whining forlornly and pawing at nothing. Gwyneth shot it a sympathetic glance, but before she could say anything, Hawthorne gently pressed her head

"Drive."

historical artifacts will be on display. Everyone at the office will get a ticket. Since you like keeping a low

much for social events,

"An exhibition? Antique paintings?"

hit the bullseye-Gwyneth's eyes sparkled

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

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

excitement was almost visible; her bright eyes shone with anticipation.

paused, glancing at Hawthorne a little nervously. "Will you be

over and ruffled her

it. The exhibition runs for three days, though. After you've gone