John stopped bidding as soon as David showed up. He cast a curious glance at David, then at Noelle. "So, she borrowed Grover from me to do this?" he wondered.Even though Grover now had blond hair, blue eyes, and a new name, John recognized him right away. After all, this was someone who had been by his side for many years.John then thought about how Noelle had asked him to recommend her a reliable mortgage company. "She must've mortgaged her property to furnish Grover with the necessary funds for the auction," he surmised. What on earth was this young lady up to? Doubts swirled in his head.The auction was still ongoing, but David was visibly disheartened. He sighed as he gazed at the 400 thousand dollar bid and stopped bidding. In the end, the jeweled hairpin ended up in Lia's hand. Michael would never have spent that much money on a jeweled hairpin for that wretched woman. Yet, he never hesitated to spend lavishly on her. The thought made Lia feel even more triumphant.Davi
"Elle, if you don't want to cause Mr. Xenos trouble, come over here!" A familiar yet stern voice rang out.Noelle flinched. Looking up, she noticed Quentin holding onto someone by their arm. That person was none other than the fake David, Grover. Noelle gasped while John frowned.Quentin let go of him, and Grover stumbled over to John's side. Quentine's expression hardened as he addressed Noelle, "I know you messed with my phone and tarnished my reputation, Elle. I won't hold it against you. But if you want to save this man, come over here!" With that, he turned and walked away.Noelle turned to John and said, "I'm sorry, Johnnie." She had already made a mess of things, and she was aware she'd only be a burden to John if she stayed by his side. So, she walked toward Quentin.Instinctively, John took a step forward and called out, "Elle!" No matter what happened, he wanted to tell her that he'd face it with her. But Noelle had already reached Quentin's side, and as he watched him ta
Quentin was worried Noelle would beat herself up, so he smiled and grasped her arm. "Elle, material wealth is of little consequence. Having you back means more to me than anything else."Noelle was slightly moved. "Is David not going to sue Grover?" she asked after a moment's hesitation, her voice laced with concern.Sure enough, a shadow of gloom flickered in the man's eyes. Grover was John's man. Even though he was doing Noelle's bidding, it still didn't sit right with him."Elle," he called out, caressing her cheek with his finger. "From now on, if you need anything, come to me for help, okay?"A trace of sarcasm surfaced in her gloomy eyes. Was he seriously expecting her to rely on him to look into Xyla?Quentin drew her into his arms. "Let's put Xyla behind us and start over, alright? Promise me.""Are you really not going to concern yourself with her anymore?" Noelle eyed him a little skeptically.He shook his head. "Yeah, she's not worth my concern.""What if she comes t
Michael's imposing presence enveloped Emmie, causing her to hold her breath. She eyed him skeptically. He said apathetically, "Emmie Fox, your daughter set Lia up, humiliated her in public, and even posted my contact number on the Internet. I won't let this slide easily. If you don't want me to sue her, along with that fake David and Quentin, meet me at Belvedere Villa. I'll give you three days!"With that, he smiled sardonically and let her go. He then turned on his heel, walked toward his car, and got in. The black sedan sped off into the night.In the darkness, Emmie's body trembled. Three hours later, her slender figure appeared at Belvedere Villa. As if he was expecting her, the villa's door was left unlocked. There was a man in a black suit on the couch, holding a glass of wine, and projecting an imposing presence. When Emmie walked in, his dark gaze swept over her silently. It was obvious that she had rushed over immediately after he left, as she was still wearing her wo
After what felt like an eternity, Michael finally got off Emmie. He was satisfied. Emmie opened her eyes and sat up. Her body was sore and limp. She put on a shirt and hurried to the bathroom to clean herself. Behind her, Michael frowned. He rolled out of bed, pushed open the bathroom door, and walked in. He leaned against the doorway and watched her scrub her skin vigorously. "Do you want me to find you a brush, hmm?" he asked angrily.Emmie jumped. Instinctively, she raised her arm to cover herself. Her brows drew together, and her lovely face was now tinged with annoyance. "What else do you want, Michael Xanthos?"Ever since she discovered he had another woman over a decade ago, they had been living separately. Therefore, this was the first and only time in over a decade that he had been physically intimate with her. However, she was utterly repulsed.Her glowing, slender body was marred with red welts from her vigorous scrubbing. His eyes were ablaze with rage, and he could fe
Holding the plate of sliced fruit, Noelle was having trouble standing upright. "Quentin's parents must hate me right now," she thought."Here, take this." She handed the plate to Quentin and went downstairs. Confused, he knocked on the door, handed the plate of fruit to Janet, and quickly went downstairs as well. "What's going on?" he asked Noelle in the living room downstairs.Noelle turned around. "Would you hold it against me, Quentin?"Puzzled, Quentin asked, "What would I hold against you?""I made you spend so much money, and now your parents probably hate me too," she responded. Even though Janet didn't voice it, Noelle suspected she was also upset with her. He said, "No way. I spent that amount on my own accord. As for my parents, they wouldn't hold it against you." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead, holding her close as they walked outside.Even though Quentin didn't mind, Noelle couldn't help but think about what Mark had said. She was worr
Quentin emerged from the bathroom and noticed Noelle staring blankly at her phone. "Did your mom reply?""Yeah, she said she's fine, and she told me not to worry about her." However, her heart felt heavy. Noelle was aware that her mother was probably very sad; she just didn't want to show it.Her usual clear, dark eyes misted over. It made his heart ache. He stroked her hair. "Don't dwell on that anymore. Go get some rest." Noelle went to bed obediently. Quentin stood there for a moment, lost in thought. Was Michael not giving Noelle a hard time because of Emmie?He hastily sent a message to one of Emmie's students. "How has Professor Fox been these past few days?" He had always gotten updates about Emmie through this student.That student promptly responded. "Professor Fox has been out with a friend and hasn't returned." Quentin figured that friend was probably Michael. In the blink of an eye, morning arrived. By the time Noelle got up, Quentin had already left for work. Noe
The morning flew by, and Lorraine came to find Noelle at noon. The girls grabbed lunch at a restaurant next to the library. "You've patched things up with Quentin again?" Lorrain asked, arching her brow.Noelle smiled. "Yep. I doubt anyone else would take the blame for my screw-ups and fork over two billion dollars just to make things right." Lorraine scoffed. "Is that all it takes to win you over? If it were Xyla, he'd probably do even more!"Noelle fell silent after she mentioned Xyla. She was aware Quentin would never be as good to her as he had been to Xyla. Yet, his reaction after she had made such a huge mess really got to her. Xyla was totally out of his life now, so there was no need for her to be hung up on her. "Forget it. Let's not talk about them anymore. Men are all the same; nothing good ever comes out of talking about them. It'd just ruin your appetite. Let's eat!" Lorraine said after noticing her friend's silence.The girls talked over lunch, and Lorraine had a