Chapter 545

Noelle's fury boiled over, and she raised her voice. "No, Quentin! Are you deaf?"

"Fine!"

A vein throbbed on Quentin's forehead as he released her, stepping back to put some distance between them. "Perfect timing. I've got some things on my phone… wasn't sure if I should delete them. Now I know. I'll keep them—for my own enjoyment."

With that, he turned to leave.

Noelle's pulse quickened, and for a moment, her heart seemed to stop. "What do you have on your phone?"

Quentin paused mid-step and glanced back, his expression unreadable. "Just a few intimate moments between husband and wife. I doubt Ms. Xanthos would be interested."

Without another word, he continued walking away.

"Quentin!"

Noelle's hands trembled, and the pastries and meal box slipped from her grasp, crashing to the floor.

She ignored them and ran after him. "Quentin, what do you have?"

A deep sense of dread surged through her.

She suddenly remembered a time when he'd mentioned recording them. She'd been in tea