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Chapter 15

Author: Sylvia Queen
last update Last Updated: 2024-04-15 10:32:58
Noelle paused. Quentin's words made sense. After some hesitation, she followed him out of the car.

Before entering the villa, she stopped in her tracks. She stated, "We agreed that you'll sleep on the second floor, while I take the room on the first floor. We're sleeping in separate rooms, and you can't force me to do anything I don't want to!"

He looked speechless at how unnecessarily vigilantly she behaved around him, but he agreed. "Okay!"

Noelle grabbed a few pieces of clothes from the bedroom upstairs—gifts from Quentin that she hadn't brought with her when she left Windsor Villa, which could be of use during her short stay.

Noelle was tired. She went to sleep after a shower. The lights were still on in the second-floor bedroom. There, Quentin made a call to Martin. "Look into the purpose of Lia Woodworth's visit." After a pause, he added, "Check if Michael Xanthos is here too."

He was lying when he told Noelle that Michael was in Dragfort.

Martin replied, "Of course, Mr. L
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