Noelle told Madison, "If you have something to attend to, you can go. I'll take care of Grandpa."Madison nodded. "Alright, I'll head out then. Goodbye, Grandpa."Fred responded gently, "Goodbye." He found Madison dull and much preferred Noelle's company.…Madison drove to Restaurant Blanc, and when she noticed Chance's car at the entrance, she froze. Was he here as well? After a moment's hesitation, she walked inside to look for her father.Inside the private dining room, Jaxon was barely containing his anger as he waited for Madison. His wife, Talia Knight, who was sitting beside him, tried to console him, "Calm down. We'll figure out what to do when our daughter gets here."Madison pushed open the door and walked in. "Mom, Dad," she called out. Then, she greeted her brother and sister-in-law as well.Jaxon looked at her with utter disappointment. "Don't you realize that they're walking all over you?" It pained him to see his daughter living such a miserable life.Madison bi
Lydia was caught off guard, her eyes wide with disbelief. She didn't want to leave, but she knew she had to. After getting into the car, she glared at Madison's profile, as if she wanted to stab her with a dozen invisible daggers.After the Murphies left, Jaxon turned to Madison. "Maddie, don't forget that you're Chance's lawfully wedded wife. No matter what, carry yourself with grace and dignity!" With that, he left.Madison didn't spare Chance a glance either; she turned and got into her car. Chance watched as the Audi drove away before he turned and left. When he returned to the villa, he found Madison watering the flowers. Clad in a misty blue sweater and trousers, her dark hair framed her peaceful countenance. She didn't seem to notice him as she carefully and lovingly watered the flowers whose names eluded him. After watering, she pruned and trimmed the leaves.When he walked past her, she didn't say a word, behaving as though he was invisible. Chance went to the study to fi
After walking out of the hospital building, Noelle said, "Please don't follow me, Mr. Lowe. You're not welcome at my place!" Then, she headed over to her Volkswagen Sagitar, which was parked nearby.Quentin hesitated for a moment but still decided to follow her. "Elle!" He walked up to her and reached out to close her car door. He then pulled her into his arms and leaned down to kiss her.The next thing he knew, she raised her hand and delivered a stinging slap to his face. The crisp sound made his body go rigid. "Have some respect, Mr. Lowe!" Noelle snarled, her striking eyes devoid of any warmth.Quentin stood rooted to his spot as he watched her turn away and get into her car. The Volkswagen Sagitar slowly pulled out of the parking lot and left without a word.Right then, a soft chuckle broke the silence. Quentin frowned and glanced over, spotting Gabriel not far from his car. "He must've just gotten out of his car and witnessed the scene where Noelle slapped me," he surmised. T
Noelle recalled how Lorraine had been gang-raped before and felt a tight knot of worry in her chest. Worried that something might have happened to Lorraine, she rushed upstairs and knocked on the door. "Lorraine?"Meanwhile, in the house, Lorraine was sprawled on the bed, her whole body aching from the wounds, and she could tell that her nether regions had torn again.Mark, who hadn't been intimate with her for a while and was enraged by the fake medical report, had come close to torturing her this time. Even though he had left over an hour ago, she was still lying in bed, unable to move a muscle.Lorraine didn't want Noelle to know she was hurt, so she decided to ignore her calls and not answer the door, hoping that Noelle would assume she wasn't home and leave.However, instead of the outcome she desired, Noelle called out loudly from outside, "Lorraine, are you in there? Why aren't you answering the door? Is everything okay?"Lorraine held it together. She couldn't let Noelle k
Noelle frowned, feeling a bit put out. "Fine, I'll respect your privacy, okay?"Noelle left Lorraine's place feeling glum. As soon as she stepped outside, she heard Lorraine's voice from upstairs. "I've unlocked the car for you. Go ahead and get your suitcase!"Noelle looked up and noticed Lorraine at her apartment window. After saying that, she shut the window and disappeared from view. Noelle retrieved her luggage from Lorraine's car and loaded it into her own vehicle. After hopping into the car, she called John. "Could you lend me a few people, Johnnie?""What's going on?" John asked gently.Noelle pursed her lips. "A friend of mine is in a bit of a pickle, and I was wondering if you could lend me a few people to keep an eye on her place. I need them to maintain a low profile, keep watch, and let me know if anyone suspicious shows up."He readily agreed. "Sure thing."He paused before adding, "By the way, Elle, would you like to join me for a late-night snack?" Noelle, who h
Panic set in, and Noelle sprang to her feet, rushing to the restroom. There, she frantically splashed cold water on her face. While it helped to clear her head a little, it did nothing to relieve the persistent, simmering heat in her body.Noelle walked out of the restaurant and ran into John. John had his coat flung open, attempting to quell the burning desire within him with the cold of the winter night. When he heard the sound of hurried footsteps, he turned around and found Noelle rushing out of the restaurant. The streetlights illuminated her flushed face. It was an unusual shade of red; it had a mesmerizing, almost enchanting quality to it. John was a 40-year-old man; he was mature, rational, and always in control of himself. Yet, at the moment, all he could think about was holding her close and feeling their bodies become one."Johnnie…" Noelle called out, her voice soft and heavy with longing. He walked over and placed his hands gently on her waist. He leaned in and brush
When he arrived at Carter's BBQ Shack, he found Yvette outside Noelle's Volkswagen Sagitar, pacing back and forth like a cat on a hot tin roof. Quentin hurried over and yanked on the car door, but it wouldn't budge. The interior was pitch-black, but he could make out a woman's silhouette slumped against the seat, motionless. He pounded on the door and called out loudly, "Noelle, what's wrong? Open the door, please?"Meanwhile, Noelle's clothes were almost torn to shreds at that moment. Clinging to the last of her sanity, she managed to pry open the door. Quentin took one look at her and immediately caught on. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her. Then, he lifted her out of the car and hurried to his own vehicle, placing her inside."What's wrong with Noelle, Quentin?" Yvette asked, her voice filled with concern, as she followed closely behind.Quentin closed the car door. "She's been drugged!"Yvette gasped. "What kind of drug?""A sexual stimulant." He climbed into
As the world awakened to a new day, Noelle remained sound asleep in Quentin's arms. His lips curled into a tender smile, and a flicker of joy danced in his dark, obsidian eyes. He hoped that day would mark the beginning of a new chapter for them.His smile widened as he thought about how she had clung to him desperately the night before. He gently supported her head before carefully withdrawing the arm she had been resting on all night. Quietly, he slipped out of bed to take a nap.Martin sent him a segment of surveillance footage. "Mr. Lowe, please take a look at this," he said.Quentin played the video and watched as a slightly older woman with curly hair sprinkled something into two cocktails. Meanwhile, the waiter was facing away and talking on the phone, completely oblivious to what was going on. After the woman had quietly slipped away, the waiter brought the glasses to John and Noelle's table. Quentin's expression darkened. Right then, Martin sent him another video, showing