Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 5

The following evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Natalie gracefully entered the River View Hall that Samuel had told her about. She was in a light aquamarine gown, her high heels clicking rhythmically on the marble floor as she sashayed through the door.

She paused at the threshold and casually swept over the crowd. She soon spotted Joseph, the General Manager of Samuel’s company, signaling her with a wave. Approaching him with an apologetic smile, she said, “Sorry, I’m late. Joseph. Traffic was a beast.”

Joseph waved off her apology with a chuckle as Samuel had asked him to play host to Natalie.

Turning to the man beside him, Joseph introduced, “Mr. Foster, this is Miss Natalie Wright. freshly returned from abroad as of yesterday.”

Shawn Foster, a man in his early thirties who had carved out a name for himself in Streamville thanks to the influence of the Foster family despite his age, gave Natalie a once–over. His initial annoyance at her tardiness vanished when he took in her features.

hand casually. “Pleased to

Wright family wasn’t on par with the Foster family, so what this so–called ‘meet–cute‘

years before. She became more elegant, with an air of sophistication. He might not have recognized her if Joseph hadn’t told him

I hardly recognized you,” Shawn said with a slight smile, eyeing the hand she offered with an unreadable expression and deliberately

there, and he had asked her to dance, but Natalie had refused. It wasn’t out of arrogance, but she preferred to keep her distance

Natalie said, taking two glasses of wine from a passing server and handing one to him. “Consider this drink a small token of my apology.”

alluring, her slender neck, her delicate

him a

Shawn Foster said

night. Tell me, who would

me want to bail out the Wright