The Cherished Wife

Chapter 172

A fragrant aroma wafted through the dimly lit room. Simon immediately noticed what was different about the room when he walked in, and he frowned slightly as he switched on the lights.

A sharp look appeared in his eyes when he saw the familiar-looking figure lying in bed, but the expression on his face remained unreadable. He hurriedly pursed his lips together and held his breath.

Living full-time with the York family meant he always had to be on his guard, and it was the same now that he had stepped into this small trap. A sleazy look appeared in Simon's eyes as he smirked. Things were getting interesting. He had not expected to end up as their target. However, the look in his eyes changed once again as he looked at the person lying in bed.

Tough luck for her!

"Mr. Hoffman, she's gone!"

Ronald had noticed what was going on in Noelle's room almost immediately.

He had overheard every bit of Winter's conversation with Simon and realized the severity of the situation. "Madam has not been seen since she went to the bathroom!"

Frowning, Charles gave Ronald a stern look. "Didn't your men bother tailing them?"

"Yes, they did, and they were on high alert, but..."

"Seal the hotel entrances immediately. No one is allowed to leave or enter the premises!" Charles said as he got to his feet, startling Rowena so badly that she hurriedly stopped eating and put down her cutlery. "Didn't you say your men were keeping a watch on Noelle? Why is she "

"Now's not the time to be discussing such things," Charles interrupted Rowena coolly. "Ronald, get one of your men to escort Ms. Smith home." "No, I don't want to head home. I want to find Noelle!" There was no way Rowena would agree to that arrangement since they had basically lost Noelle despite her being right under their noses.

Besides, Noelle was probably in a lot of danger now, and it would be impossible for Rowena not to be worried.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

However, Charles refused to let Rowena join them. "Ms. Smith, if you truly are concerned for Nelly's well-being, please head home immediately. I'll take care of things here!"

Rowena hesitated. "But Noelle is..."

"I'm her lawfully wedded husband. I

won't allow anything to happen to

her," Charles began making

ет

promises, which was something he rarely did. "I promise that she'll

appear before you without even a single hair out of place tomorrow."

"I..." Rowena started, knowing that she would not be able to offer any help and might even end up causing more trouble if she stayed here. "Well, alright then!"

“There might be a time when I need your help in the future, Ms. Smith," Charles said just before Rowena left the room. A spark appeared in Rowena's eyes. "If it's about Noelle, I'm willing to do anything!"

Once Rowena left, Charles turned to

give Ronald a long, solemn look. Ronald knew that this problem had only arisen because he had neglected his duty. He immediately apologized, "This happened because of my oversight. Please feel free to punish me however you wish once Madam has been found, Mr. Hoffman!"

Charles scoffed. "Call Jacob York!"

"What..." Ronald then understood the assignment and dialed Jacob's number on his phone before handing it to Charles. "Here, Mr. Hoffman!"

The corner of Charles' lips curled upward. "Mr. York, it seems that you still aren't the patriarch of the York family yet, are you?"

Jacob asked, sounding surprised, "Charles Hoffman? May I know how I can help you?"

The York family rarely had dealings

with the Hoffman family. Thus, Jacob immediately realized the severity of things when he received a call from Charles out of the blue. "Has an idiot from the York family offended you, Mr. Hoffman?"

Charles sneered, "I'm at Golden Oasis Hotel right now. Perhaps you should find out who else is at this hotel as well this evening, Mr. York." Then, he added, "Give the land in the western suburbs some thought, Mr. York!"