Chapter 399

Noelle sat on the couch, her long hair cascading down her shoulders. Her face was pale, her eyes were red and puffy, and her expression was wooden and sorrowful. "She must've shed a lot of tears today," Quentin surmised.

His heart ached, and he told Yvette, "Why don't you head home first, Yvette?"

After Yvette left, he sat beside Noelle and held her hand. "None of this is your fault, Elle. All you did was miss a call. I'm sure that the person who did this had planned to get rid of Lorraine for a while now."

Noelle looked at her with tearful eyes. "You think it was him too, don't you?"

Quentin fell silent. His silence only made her more certain that he thought the same. "I bet you already have proof that your father's the killer, but you're not going to turn him in, are you?" she sneered.

Quentin felt a little stifled. He responded with a frown, "Elle, I know Lorraine is your friend, but she's also a homewrecker! Why should I turn my father in because of a woman who was trying to