Chapter 207

Martin responded. "Will do, Mr. Lowe." Then, he muttered under his breath, "Is Ms. Cadwell cursed or something? One minute she's getting burned, the next she's involved in a car accident, and now she's been slapped in the face.

"As if that's not enough, she has asthma and depression, and she tried to cut her wrist to commit suicide. Then, she ran away on a rainy night… It's a miracle that she's still alive!"

Quentin frowned. "What did you just say?"

Martin hurriedly responded, "N-nothing!"

Quentin spat, "If you don't have anything nice to say, shut up!"

Martin immediately lowered his head.

Just then, Quentin's phone rang. His expression softened when he saw the familiar number. He answered the call. "Elle?"

Noelle asked, "Let's go out for dinner tonight."

His eyes crinkled as he asked gently, "Where to?"

"I sent the location to your phone," she said.

Quentin checked his messages and forwarded the address to Martin. "Take me to this restaurant."

Half an hour later, Quentin