Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 115

“Sir, maybe you should check in with your wife first? See if she can clear her schedule for a few days off?”

Charles glanced at his boss, noticing the dark cloud settling over Landon’s face. He treaded carefully, voice barely above a whisper.

“Forget it. We’ll deal with it after the holidays.”

Landon shut the idea down immediately.

He couldn’t bring himself to ask her to pull another string of back-to-back night shifts. It just felt wrong.

Charles hesitated, watching Landon’s expression. He was about to turn and slip out of the office, but then stopped short. With the kind of salary Landon paid him—seven figures a year—he figured the least he could do was try to help.

“Sir, I know it’d be tough for your wife to get a full two weeks off, but weekends are still open, aren’t they?”

Landon looked up at him, curious.

“The admin team is already working on this year’s company gala and team-building weekend. You could invite your wife as your guest. It’d be a good chance for everyone at the company to finally meet her.”

Charles kept his real motivation to himself: It’d also put to rest those shameless rumors, and stop a few opportunistic women from parading around as the boss’s wife.

Richie was right—if you don’t treat your wife right, you’ll lose everything. Charles wasn’t about to let his boss go bankrupt. Jobs like his, at this pay grade, didn’t exactly grow on trees.

Landon’s eyes narrowed as he considered it, a calculating glint flickering across his face.

“The annual gala?”

He arched an eyebrow. The gala was always a big deal—lavish, meticulously organized. But he’d never brought Zinnia. He’d never seen the point. He’d just show up, give a speech, and duck out. Why make her sit through all that?

But Charles had a point.

“Absolutely! Every woman loves a hero. Think about it—one minute you’re teaching her to ski, next you’re defending her like some gallant knight. What woman wouldn’t fall for that?”

“Plus, the team-building retreat is on a weekend. She won’t even have to request time off. It’s a win-win.”

Landon lowered his gaze, lost in thought. After a moment, he spoke.

“Let’s do both. Announce that any employee who joins the team-building weekend will get double pay.”

“On it, sir! I’ll get everything rolling right away.”

Charles’s eyes were shining even brighter now.

This was why he was the best right-hand man in the business—no question about it.