Chapter 277

Noelle couldn't help but choke up. "Quentin, go find Xyla! Otherwise, I don't mind leaving."

She immediately jumped off the bed and went to the closet to grab her suitcase, ready to pack her things and leave.

Behind her, there was a loud bang as Quentin kicked the door open.

Noelle was startled. She looked up to see Quentin, his brows furrowed, striding over to her and grabbing her wrist.

"Elle, it's true I went with Xyla to the obstetrician's office, but that child isn't mine."

Noelle was stunned. She fixed her tear-filled eyes on him. "Then whose is it?"

Quentin said, "Xyla was raped by several men in that remote mountain area, so no one knows whose child it is."

Noelle was incredulous, her wide eyes flashing with doubt. "Are you sure she's telling the truth?"

Xyla was cunning and shameless, repeatedly challenging Noelle's understanding of her. Noelle doubted the authenticity of this claim.

Quentin looked into her eyes. "Imagine a young and beautiful girl thrown into a desol