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Chapter 55

Author: Sylvia Queen
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Was Martin hinting that Quentin and Xyla had a messy breakup?

Quentin was visibly troubled after posing his question. He loosened his tie in frustration.

On the other hand, Yvette dragged Noelle to play golf and introduced her to some of her college mates.

Yvette solemnly introduced her to everyone. "Meet my cousin's wife, Noelle! She is the most renowned interior designer in the industry. If anyone needs renovation work, she's the one to go to!"

One guy joked, "Seriously? I mean, the Lowe family is loaded. Why is your cousin's wife still working? Couldn't she just ask her husband for a project and be set for years?"

The Lowe family's properties were distributed across the country, each ready to move in with pre-furnished interiors ready.

Noelle pursed her lips and remained silent.

Quentin had never allocated any projects to her, even though several of the Lowe family's houses were move-in ready with fully furnished interiors.

However, Noelle had no intention of relying on
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