Chapter 448

Noelle also noticed the person at the door and frowned slightly. Christian arched his brow, shoved his hands in his pockets, and walked over to the door. He sized Quentin up. "And you are…"

However, Quentin ignored him. His obsidian-like eyes locked onto the woman, who was sitting on the couch with an indifferent expression. "I'm her deceased husband!"

He had no idea how far things had gone between his ex-wife and this guy, but his voice was ice cold, and there was a chill in the air around him. He couldn't believe that he was as good as dead in her eyes.

His words landed like a pebble in a still pond, sending ripples through Christian's mind. He tore his gaze away from the man and cocked his brow. "Nice to meet you!"

Then, he turned to ask Noelle, "Would you like me to give you guys some space?"

Noelle responded apathetically, "No. I have nothing to talk about with Mr. Lowe." She brought the glass from the coffee table to her lips and took a sip. The cold water sent chills thro