Chapter 343

Noelle was caught off guard by Quentin's overly pleasant attitude. She couldn't help but wonder if he had some hidden agenda.

Quentin drove Noelle back to her apartment in his Lamborghini. "The car is yours to keep. Since you've driven it, I doubt any woman I end up with will want it." With that, he tossed her the keys and vanished into the night.

His words made her heart sink. Noelle couldn't believe he was already thinking about finding someone new when their divorce hadn't even been finalized yet. She lugged her suitcase upstairs, organized her belongings, and read for a while before turning in for the night.

The next morning, she arrived at the courthouse right on the dot. Quentin was already there, standing at the entrance. Dressed in a black overcoat, matching scarf, and sunglasses, he looked distinguished and cultured.

"He's such a sanctimonious man," she brooded. When she walked over, he glanced at his wristwatch and said, "It's getting late. Let's get this done quickly;