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.

out the door. Downstairs, the little puppy they'd rescued came skittering over, tail wagging and chubby body

Hawthorne was quicker-he grabbed it by the scruff and handed it off to

going to be late for work. You can play with it

was not

waist, Hawthorne ushered her

and pawing at nothing. Gwyneth shot it a sympathetic glance, but before

"Drive."

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 ticket. Since you like keeping a low profile, you

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

"An exhibition? Antique paintings?"

the bullseye-Gwyneth's eyes

he'd picked the perfect gift He realized just dragging her along alone would probably

a secret, going with

bright eyes shone

at Hawthorne a little nervously. "Will you

over and

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