Noelle looked up at the tall building in front of her. She could not see Xyla's figure from here, so she followed Quentin into the building.Quentin went up to the rooftop. When Gloria saw his dashing silhouette approaching, she quickly said, "Mr. Lowe, Ms. Cadwell did not sleep the entire night and came up here early this morning."Some people threw rotten eggs at the apartment and hurled manure at her. Some even phoned her up and called her a whore and a homewrecker. "They said she was shameless for seducing a married man like you. They obviously want her dead! Ms. Cadwell would never do something like that!"When Noelle got up to the rooftop, she was greeted by Gloria's weeping and wailing.Xyla, on the other hand, was crying as she perched on the rooftop's edge. She wore only a nightgown, and she looked small and helpless.Noelle had not seen Xyla when she first pulled up at the building. That could only mean Xyla hadn't been sitting on the rooftop's edge until just now.Sc
Lorraine downed a mouthful of liquor before setting her glass down on the counter, looking as if she was harboring a grudge.Noelle figured she must have gotten into a fight with her partner.Lorraine never mentioned she had a boyfriend, so naturally, Noelle considered any man in the former's company to be her partner. Not that it mattered. Even a single woman had to have her needs taken care of. Noelle wasn't a prude; she didn't think what Lorraine was doing was a big deal as long as the parties were unmarried and the relationship did not go against any moral principles."Did he do something to piss you off?" Noelle asked out of concern.Lorraine raised a brow. "As if he deserves my wrath."Noelle fell speechless after that. She wondered who the man was and what he was like.Noelle left Summer Night Bar after receiving a few calls from her clients.Meanwhile, Lorraine got a text from the man she was in bed with earlier asking her to return to the bedroom.She pursed her li
Quentin was preparing to go to the office for a regular meeting."Any news from Mrs. Lowe?" he asked.Martin replied, "No, sir."He wasn't sure whether the social media post counted.Without saying anything else, Quentin fastened his cufflinks and turned to walk away.In the situation the day earlier, Xyla could have jumped off the rooftop at any moment, and Noelle even used words to provoke her. Did she really wish for Xyla to die?Quentin found it impossible to forgive Noelle. Perhaps he had been too good to her lately.Xyla was the only sister of that person. How could there be any room for error?…When Quentin's tall figure appeared at Stille Industries, all the employees looked his way. Lately, he had become quite the topic of discussion.Previously, his wife had exposed him, and now she had revealed the assets he had given to her. No one knew what might happen next. They were all quite curious."Hey, do you think Mr. Lowe is as generous to Ms. Cadwell?""Of course. H
Xyla took out the contents from her file and spread them out one by one on the desk. It was a series of invoices of various origins and titles, all signed by Quentin in the "payer" section.Most of the invoices were for jewelry, with dates ranging from a few years ago to the present. A rough calculation showed they were worth several billion dollars.Amanda calculated the cost of the bags and clothes, totaling about 500 thousand dollars. There were also two real estate: one was a luxury penthouse costing over 30 million dollars, and the other was a ten-story commercial building in the most bustling district of Dragfort, with a total value of five billion dollars.The transaction for the commercial building took place only a week earlier."Quint said this commercial building is for me to collect rent from," Xyla said, her eyes scanning Noelle's face, hoping to catch her moment of emotional breakdown.Her properties might be fewer in number, but they could generate money. With ten
"Ella," Noelle called out as she entered Ella's office and sat down across from her. She took the stack of invoices from her bag and placed them on the table."Can we use these to sue Quentin and Xyla?"Noelle wasn't interested in money; she just wanted to create trouble for the two. She still remembered what Quentin had said to her the day before. "Noelle, are you satisfied now?"He had spoken as if he believed she was so evil that she couldn't stand Xyla being happy and wanted to ruin her. She couldn't help feeling wronged.The more she thought about it, the more she wanted the lawsuit to proceed quickly. She couldn't wait to see them both in an awkward situation, especially Quentin.Ella replied, "More than enough. Listen up, girl!"On the day when she had seen Noelle at John's place, she knew she was extraordinary, but she hadn't expected her to be the rumored "Mrs. Lowe".Everybody knew that "Mrs. Lowe" was chosen by the elders while Xyla was the apple of Quentin's eye.
"Mr. Lowe, it's time for you to go to the hospital for your IV treatment," Martin reminded Quentin.Feeling the discomfort in his body, Quentin stood up and said, "Let's go."On the way to the hospital, they came to a roadblock.Quentin instructed, "Go and check out what's going on up front."Martin went to investigate and quickly returned, saying, "Mr. Lowe, it's Mrs. Lowe's car; she's been in a rear-end collision."Quentin's brows tightened.After leaving the supermarket, Noelle was on her way back home when a Volkswagen suddenly changed lanes on her left and cut her off. She couldn't react in time, resulting in a rear-end collision.Although the other driver was at fault, he was being aggressive. He grabbed her by the collar and demanded 100 thousand dollars for compensation, acting quite arrogantly.That was when Gabriel appeared. He got out of a Cayenne, his sturdy figure moving swiftly, and grabbed the man's hand, flinging him aside."Talk if you need to, but there's no
Right then, jealousy welled up in Quentin's chest as he pulled Noelle into his Bentley, shoving her into the driver's seat before slamming the door shut and climbing into the front passenger seat himself."I'm an ugly potato, and Gabriel is your white knight. Is that it?" he questioned with a harsh tone.She rolled her eyes and replied, "Mr. Lowe, are you blind? Can't you see he was just helping me?"She couldn't fathom how he got these absurd ideas from. A white knight? She'd only met Gabriel today.Quentin retorted, "You have poor driving skills. If he's helping you, he's doing you a disservice!"Thinking back to the way Gabriel was talking to Noelle, Quentin could feel his anger flaring up. Although he knew it was the other driver who had abruptly changed lanes and caused the collision, he still said it that way."Fine, fine!" she said.She was done arguing with him. Sure, she wasn't the best driver, but didn't he see how carefully and diligently she drove every time?"Ms. C
Quentin reluctantly stretched out his right hand.Noelle tied a band around the back of his hand, gave it a tap to find a vein, and then inserted the needle.He yelled out in pain as his hand jerked violently."Do you even know how to do this?" he exclaimed.The needle almost made him jump off the bed.Embarrassed, she said, "Mr. Lowe, you're the one who asked me to do this! I studied clinical medicine, not nursing. If you want me to play nurse, I can't promise perfection."She knew the process of administering an IV but wasn't any good at it.Quentin was tongue-tied. He couldn't admit that he didn't know about that. He assumed that anyone who studied medicine could administer IVs.Nevertheless, the needle was in place, and the blood return was normal.She applied some medical tape to secure it but noticed that he was staring at a specific spot on her."Where are you looking?" she snapped.Quentin wore an indifferent expression when he replied, "Aren't you exposing it for pe