Chapter 502

Noelle closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

Christian had a gut feeling that this whole situation had something to do with Quentin.

He didn't press further, instead straightening up and driving in silence.

When they arrived at Noelle's apartment, Christian's driver was already there, standing by her car. He had driven it back for her and was waiting for their arrival.

"Mr. Blackwood," the driver greeted as soon as Christian stepped out.

Christian acknowledged him with a nod. "You can go."

The driver left, but Christian remained where he was.

Noelle looked at him, puzzled, "Aren't you leaving?"

Christian casually looked around, hands in his pockets, his tone relaxed. "Water's priced at four bucks a ton, not per pound, right?"

Noelle frowned, confused at first, then realized what he was getting at. She couldn't help but smirk.

So he wasn't directly accusing her of being too stingy to offer him a drink.

Noelle rolled her eyes, exasperated. "My water goes for 49 bucks a glass."