Chapter 408

Quentin walked over to the couch to take a call. Chance was on the line. "You've always been the one in charge of the Havenport City project, so why are you sending me there?"

Quentin responded, "I can't go because Xyla's surgery is the day after tomorrow."

"Alright," Chance responded.

As soon as Noelle came downstairs after changing her clothes, she heard Quentin's voice. She silently clenched her fists and laughed at herself for being moved moments ago. "You really are too easy to impress, you fool," she thought to herself.

Noelle went straight to the kitchen to make herself something to eat. She hadn't had lunch at Lowe Mansion, so she was pretty hungry at the moment.

Quentin hung up the phone and walked over. "I'll do it." He rolled up his sleeves, took the vegetables she was about to wash, and rinsed them carefully under the faucet. He looked every bit the ideal husband—except for the fact that he was always thinking about another woman.

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Meanwhile, everyone had left aft