The Cherished Wife (Noelle and Charles) novel Chapter 908

Sean was mid-sentence when he heard the purr of a car pulling up outside. His ears never missed a beat. "Charles is back," he announced.

Then came a knock at the door. Sean sauntered over and swung it open. "Charles, man, you should know how to—Mr. Fischer?" His eyes popped in shock at the sight of Steven and the fiery woman at his side. " Little Firecracker?"

Steven shot Sean a look. "What's the matter? Shocked to see me?"

Feeling the sting of Steven's icy stare, Sean stiffened and quickly shook his head. "No way! Shocked? Ha! Come on in, Mr. Fischer. And, uh... Little Firecracker, you too?"

Eloise ignored Sean, stepping past him with Steven.

Sean smirked innocently and trailed after Eloise. "Come on, Little Firecracker, give me a little smile. We go way back! Aren't you even a little bit happy to see me?"

"You're so loud!" Eloise shot back, visibly annoyed. "Only a chatterbox like you could still be single!"

Sean's mouth hung open, ready to retort, but her jab left him speechless. He stared at her, wide-eyed. "For your information, I choose to be single. Here in Brookville, if I so much as snap my fingers, the ladies come running. I guess you must have a crush on me!"

The moment the words left his mouth, the room turned frosty.

Sean's heart lurched, and he shot a surprised glance at Steven, who was standing a short distance away. Steven's piercing gaze locked onto him, sending a shiver down Sean's spine as if he were teetering on the edge of a fiery abyss. Sean could not shake the feeling that Steven was about to pounce on him like prey.

Eloise rolled her eyes at Sean, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Grow up!" She then strutted over to Steven's side.

Steven gave Eloise a brief look. "Take a seat."