Noelle's heart ached. Instead of going to Quentin, she spun around and left. As she was leaving Stille Industries, Quentin called her and asked, "Why didn't you come over?"Noelle was feeling down in the dumps. She stood beside the street and responded quietly, "I realized I could've read a whole bunch of books in the time I needed to head to your company. Quentin, I need to focus on my studies, or I won't be able to get into graduate school."Despite his disappointment that she didn't come to see him at work, he reassured her, "I know you'll make it. You're a top student at Collinview University, Elle! I'm sure you will have no trouble getting into Dragfort University for graduate school!"He figured she was just overly anxious. Her eyes misted over, and she bit her lip gently. "Thank you, Quentin."Quentin teased, "Why don't you give me a kiss instead?"With tears in her eyes, she puckered her lips and kissed her phone. "Mr. Lowe, it's time to meet the Franconian clients," Mar
Martin responded, "Ms. Cadwell has severe anemia and bruises all over her body." He glanced at the man, whose expression remained grim. "I heard she's been selling alcohol at Neon Nights recently. Those bruises were from the customers who tried to take advantage of her."Quentin felt as if his heart was being squeezed. Xyla was that person's younger sister, yet she was being mistreated right under his nose! How could he face that person in the future? In any case, he shouldn't have allowed anyone to treat her like that. As the image of Xyla being pinned against the wall resurfaced in his mind, there was a dull ache in his chest.Just then, Ava walked over with Xyla, who had a pallid complexion. Xyla fell to her knees when she reached him. "Quint…" she called out after tears streamed down her cheeks. Quentin couldn't help but narrow his eyes at her. He'd seen her play the victim card multiple times and pull a lot of tricks before, so he was wary of what she was about to pull.Xya
Quentin massaged Noelle's shoulders. "Why did you push yourself so hard if you were tired? Don't you care about your health?"Noelle turned sideways and found a more comfortable position. "I want to look you in the eye as your equal!"He pulled her up, held her waist, and positioned her to sit astride his lap. Their faces were inches apart as he said, "There, you're looking me in the eye now."Noelle was mortified. Martin was still driving in front. "Does he not care?" she panicked inwardly."Put me down! You must be out of your mind!" she fumed.Quentin smirked and stole a kiss before letting her go.Soon, the couple returned to Windsor Villa. He held her hand and led her inside. "Have you had dinner?" he asked."Nope. I wasn't hungry then, but I'm hungry now," she responded. He offered, "I'll whip up some spaghetti for you then." There were still leftovers from last time in the freezer. "Sounds good!" Noelle headed upstairs for a quick shower. When she came downstairs, din
Quentin's phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. He answered it. "Hello, am I speaking to Mr. Quentin Lowe? I'm a tenant on the eighth floor of Nexus Point. Could we get an extension for next month's rent? Our company's going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment…"Nexus Point was the office building Quentin had given to Xyla. Quentin frowned. "You should contact the building owner. I do not have the authority to grant extensions." He then hung up the phone.Just then, his secretary walked in with a folder. "Ms. Cadwell just sent this over, Mr. Lowe." Quentin opened it. Inside, there was a letter and a property deed for Nexus Point. He unfolded the letter. "Quint, I've decided to turn over a new leaf and start afresh in life, so I can't keep such a valuable gift from you anymore. I'm returning the deed to you now. When you're free to go through with the transfer, please have Martin contact me—Xyla."Quentin tossed the letter aside. "Put this away for now," he ordered
Noelle polished off a whole bottle of water that morning and was now parched. When she spotted a glass of water on the table, she grabbed it and took a big gulp. But she drank too quickly and choked, causing her to cough immediately."Slow down!" Quentin sprung from his seat, reaching across the table to wipe the water droplets around her mouth with a napkin. Noelle felt embarrassed. "Sorry about that. I ran out of water, and I was too lazy to go out to buy more, so I was very thirsty." Exasperated, he said, "From tomorrow onward, I'll get someone to deliver water to you every day."She was taken aback. "Y-You don't have to do that!"He glared at her. "Hurry up and eat!" He figured she was probably famished too, since she was that thirsty. Her eyes crinkled as she beamed at him, picking up a piece of lean meat and popping it into her mouth. Just then, someone else walked into the restaurant. Sawyer spotted Noelle right away, and his eyes lit up. He immediately walked over and
After finishing their meal, Noelle and Quentin walked out of the private dining room and overheard someone say, "Professor Callahan, this way, please."Noelle glanced over and noticed several well-dressed young men escorting a modestly dressed middle-aged man toward them. The middle-aged man wore a pair of glasses and was in his mid-40s. He was handsome and carried himself well. If he had dressed differently, he could've passed for a professor. As if he had sensed her gaze, Elijah Callahan looked her way. When their eyes met, Noelle was certain that she had seen this man before. Elijah was also looking at her intently. There was something about the young woman before him that reminded him of that strikingly beautiful face from his past. Could she be her daughter?But he quickly dismissed that thought. Her daughter would surely be the apple of that person's eye, and she should be in Collinview. Elijah nodded at Noelle before walking into the private dining room with his students
After filling up the tank, Xyla pulled out a QR code for Quentin to scan, and he promptly paid. Meanwhile, Noelle went to the gas station's supermarket and bought two bottles of mineral water. As soon as she returned, she spotted Xyla in her gas station uniform and froze. Puzzled, she walked over to Quentin and gently squeezed his hand. It was too much of a coincidence for them to run into Xyla just as she was working as a gas station attendant.Quentin glanced at her, and he could see right through her. "Get in the car," he said. Perhaps Xyla had truly turned over a new leaf?When Noelle turned around, a car appeared in the opposite direction. The vehicle seemed to have lost control and was speeding toward her."Watch out!" A startled cry rang in Noelle's ears as someone shoved her aside. The car narrowly grazed Xyla before screeching to a halt.Noelle stared at Xyla, who had been knocked over by the collision, in disbelief. For a moment, she forgot to breathe. It dawned on he
The sun had already set when Emmie saw the message on her phone. "Elijah's back, Emmie! A few of our classmates in Dragfort are planning a get-together tomorrow at noon. I heard you're in Dragfort as well. Why don't you join us?"The message included a hotel location. The sender was one of her and Elijah's college classmates. Her fingers trembled, and her mind went blank.Just then, her phone rang. It was Michael. Emmie composed herself before answering the phone.Michael's low voice came through. "Have you gotten off work yet?" It was his last night in Dragfort, and he wanted to make it count.Her breath caught in her throat. This past week, he would attend meetings in the city in the morning and then come to this small town to have a secret rendezvous with her at night. However, Emmie didn't want this to continue. After all, he had Lia, didn't he? "I have to work overtime tonight," she said calmly.He sneered, "Don't play games with me, Emmie Fox. I'm well aware that Elijah Ca