What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 199

"Finnian," she called out softly. "Thank you so much for this."

Finnian stopped and turned to look at her. The cold, ruthless edge he had worn at the negotiation table had softened. "Noelle, Aethelstan is a core pillar of The Sanders Conglomerate. It's also going to be your empire to run. I couldn't let it fail."

He said it casually, like a boss mentoring a subordinate, or an older brother looking out for his sister.

Noelle's heart fluttered. A second later, she beamed up at him. "I know. Thank you."

The next day, Cytogene hosted a celebratory dinner at a historic, century-old restaurant.

With its rich wood paneling and classical oil paintings, the atmosphere was completely relaxed.

With the stress of the deal finally behind them, the representatives from both teams mingled freely, laughing and chatting.

Noelle had dressed up for the occasion, wearing an elegant, light purple evening gown that highlighted her radiant skin and sophisticated aura.

Holding a glass of champagne, she effortlessly switched between English and German as she chatted with Dr. Shirley, radiating absolute confidence.

Yet, amidst the laughter and small talk, her eyes kept drifting toward Finnian.

Finnian was currently standing out on the terrace, a drink in his hand, talking on his phone. The fond, gentle smile on his face made it obvious—he was talking to Brynlee.

Noelle looked away, a sour knot tightening in her stomach.

Just then, Cytogene's CTO walked over, praising her in slightly broken Mandarin. "Ms. Lawrence, you look absolutely stunning tonight."

Noelle smiled and clinked glasses with him, replying smoothly, "Victory makes everyone look a little better, doesn't it?"

"Very true," he laughed. "But I have to say, you and Mr. Sanders make a phenomenal team."

"Oh? How so?" Noelle asked, feigning deep curiosity.

The man smiled warmly, his tone sincere. "He builds the strategic framework, and you command the technical execution. It's the perfect combination, wouldn't you say?"

The word perfect sent a thrill through Noelle's chest. She couldn't help but glance out at the terrace again.

Once everyone had finished their rounds of toasts, Noelle quietly made her way over to Finnian.

She casually leaned her arm against the railing, looking up at him with a playful smile. "Aren't you worried Kaia will be jealous that you flew all the way out here to help me?"

Finnian paused, then gave a faint smile. "She won't be."

Noelle laughed softly. "I hope not. Kaia was never the petty type back in the day."

Finnian immediately changed the subject. "You did incredible work today, Noelle. You're the reason this deal happened."

Noelle blinked in surprise. He was the one who had saved the negotiation, yet he was handing all the credit to her. Her eyes immediately grew hot with emotion. She looked down, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "What are you talking about? I didn't do anything. If it weren't for you..."

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