Seeing Noelle remain silent for a while, Oliver couldn't help but call out, "Ms. Swanson?"Noelle snapped back to reality and immediately put on a standard smile. "Of course, Mr. Freeman. Thank you for making the introduction.""We're all partners. It's the least I can do."As he spoke, Hendrix stood up and extended his hand to her.There were others in the conference room, and in their eyes, Hendrix was still the attention-grabbing man. So, Noelle had no choice but to extend her hand in return.But as she shook Hendrix's hand, she couldn't help but dig her nails into his palm. Her nails weren't long, but with the pressure, Hendrix surely felt some pain.Noelle noticed his brows twitching slightly. She didn't linger, though. After saying her goodbyes, she turned and walked out.The "Mr. Mueller" Hendrix mentioned was a major figure at Vinton Bank. Even if Noelle had dealings with the bank, meeting him in person would be out of the question. For Hendrix, however, it was a differe
Hendrix was clearly taken aback by what Noelle said.It was a strike to the heart.If he truly cared about her as much as he appeared to be, Noelle knew that just that one sentence would be enough to keep him awake all night. And the thought of that made her incredibly happy.Even though she understood that hurtful words in a relationship were like a double-edged sword—wounding her as much as they hurt him—in that moment, all Noelle cared about was that he felt the pain more deeply than she did.Noelle didn't look at him again and simply turned to leave. The cobblestone path wasn't easy to walk on.She knew the backs of her heels were bleeding, but she didn't pay any attention to them. She walked into the restaurant in her high heels, with Hendrix silently following behind her.Though it was called a farmhouse restaurant, the decor was far from ordinary. As soon as Noelle entered the lobby, she noticed two paintings hanging nearby. The signature on them was one she was very famil
Javier inquired, "You think it's pretty good, too, huh? That's the charm of Vinton City's landscape. If this were in Coppersville, it definitely wouldn't be the same. "Try this chicken soup. It's on a completely different level compared to the usual stuff out there. The restaurant's still in its soft opening phase, but give it some time, and it's sure to make waves in the scene…"Javier launched into an enthusiastic monologue.It wasn't until later that Noelle found out that Javier had a stake in the restaurant. That explained a lot.Noelle sat quietly, listening as Javier rambled on about the restaurant's future plans. After a while, she finally couldn't take it anymore, so she stood and said, "Excuse me. I need to use the restroom."Javier glanced at her but didn't bother to respond. He was simply too engrossed in his conversation with Hendrix. Not minding it in the slightest, Noelle smiled and walked out of the private dining room.The restaurant was massive, and it seemed th
By the time dinner ended, it was nearing 10:00 pm.Javier seemed quite satisfied with the evening's discussions. Before leaving, he told Noelle that he would review her proposal first. His tone had noticeably softened, and Noelle responded with a bright, enthusiastic smile.As for Sandra, who had unexpectedly shown up tonight, she had been practically invisible throughout the evening—except for the moment she glanced at Hendrix as she boarded the car.It was a look filled with a mix of grievance, resentment, and a hint of hope. Whatever response Hendrix gave, Noelle didn't witness it, because in the next instant, Sandra had already entered Javier's black Bentley, which swiftly drove into the night.The smile Noelle had been forcing onto her face disappeared instantly. Without sparing a glance at the man beside her, she turned on her heel and headed straight for her own car. But Hendrix was quick to grab her arm."What are you doing?" Noelle immediately brushed his hand off. "Have
By the time Noelle realized it, Hendrix's lips were already on hers. They had been through many intimate moments together, their familiarity with each other's bodies surpassing even their understanding of their own.Yet, it wasn't until this moment of shared kiss that felt like it belonged solely to lovers—devoid of desire, yet deeply meaningful.Hendrix's movements were gentle, his lips softly enveloping hers and his tongue lightly grazing against them in careful, deliberate strokes. It was as if he were handling a precious yet fragile treasure, his tenderness boundless and cautious.Noelle suddenly felt a little fuzzy in the head. At some point, her hands had instinctively gripped the collar of his shirt, twisting it tightly in her grasp.And then, her phone rang.The crisp ringtone was like an invisible hand, yanking Noelle out of the ethereal world of fleeting tenderness.Hendrix tensed for a moment, but Noelle reacted even faster, shoving him away with a firm push. At the sa
Noelle rested on Hendrix's back, but as soon as the elevator doors closed, she said, "Put me down."Her tone was composed, completely devoid of the playful coyness she'd shown earlier when complaining about her foot.Hendrix had already figured out she was faking it. Still, he hadn't called her out on it. Instead, he had gone along with her act, playing his part in the script she had set up.Even though Noelle had asked him to put her down, Hendrix showed no intention of letting go.After waiting for a moment, Noelle repeated impatiently, "Hendrix, put me down!""Didn't you say your foot hurt?" Hendrix countered casually. "We're almost there.""You saw it earlier, didn't you?" Noelle wasn't about to let him feign ignorance. "Sandra was hiding in the parking lot.""Yeah, I saw her.""That's why I suddenly asked you to carry me.""Yeah, I know."Noelle laid out her intentions plainly, but even so, Hendrix showed no sign of letting her down. She bit her lip. "So, do you get it n
"Help him? You mean by using herself to curry favor with Javier?" asked Noelle."Whether that's true or not, I don't know, and it has nothing to do with me," replied Hendrix."Didn't you say you see Sandra as a sister? Doesn't it hurt you to see your 'sister' fall to this level?"Hendrix suddenly chuckled and raised his head to look at her. "I thought I was the one being unnecessarily jealous, but it turns out a certain someone might be the jealous one.""Who are you talking about?" Noelle shot back, her tone calm and steady, as if their conversation had nothing to do with her.Hendrix didn't continue teasing her and instead said, "What you're really worried about is whether Sandra will try to interfere on Javier's side, isn't it?"Noelle didn't respond, but her silence was as good as confirmation.Hendrix discarded the cotton swab and added, "It's not impossible."Noelle pressed her lips together. "But judging by Javier's attitude toward her tonight, it doesn't seem like he'd
Noelle lay back on the couch with her head tilted upward.The living room lights were on, their stark white glow almost blinding. Tears unknowingly welled up at the corners of Noelle's eyes. Her hands tightened, clenching reflexively as if searching for something to hold onto. In the end, they slid downward until they grasped at Hendrix's hair.The loss of control was sudden and overwhelming. But Noelle didn't forget the important matter at hand. As Hendrix straightened and lifted her into his arm, she regained her composure and asked, "How do you plan to help me?"Hendrix didn't respond but simply kept walking.Noelle grew impatient, and clutching his collar tightly, she asked, "Hendrix, are you playing me?"Hendrix tossed her onto the bed in the bedroom and leaned over her. "Noelle, aren't you being a bit too impatient? I told you to earn my help by pleasing me, yet here you are, asking for favors without having done a thing."His voice carried a subtle warning, but Noelle show
Hendrix didn't reply. Instead, he simply tossed the folder in his hand to Dylan.Dylan glanced down at the folder. Something flickered across his eyes, but in the end, he reached out and took it.The moment he skimmed the first few pages, his face turned as pale as a sheet, and his grip on the documents tightened instinctively.After a moment, Dylan finally looked at Hendrix. "What's the meaning of this?"Hendrix let out a soft laugh. "What do you think it means?"Dylan quickly regained his composure and asked, "Where did you get these?""That's not something you need to concern yourself with.""So? What do you want?"Sitting on the couch, Hendrix leisurely poured him a glass of wine and took a sip. Throughout the entire process, he maintained his usual elegance and composure, whereas Dylan's expression grew darker and darker.Finally, Hendrix said, "What do I want? I thought I'd already made it very clear.""Mr. Freeman, we're both men. Don't you think using tactics like thi
Hendrix grew exasperated. When he heard the sound of the door lock turning, he lifted his head and barked, "Get lost!"The single, decisive shout silenced everything outside instantly. Even the woman in his arms went completely still.Noelle seemed to realize that her resistance was futile. The hands she had been pressing against his chest slowly dropped away, and even the tears in her eyes vanished in that moment.She slowly sank back and tilted her head upward. Then, she simply stared at the glaring incandescent light with eyes filled with emptiness.Hendrix stared at her for a while before suddenly laughing. "Are you really that upset? Or do you feel wronged? Does it really hurt you so much to leave him?"He was smiling, even forcing a mocking tone into his words, but his hands were trembling uncontrollably. It was a pain that started deep in his chest, spreading through his bloodstream until it reached his fingertips.Noelle didn't answer him, but her expression was as good a
Hendrix reached out and gripped Noelle's chin. In a deep voice laced with a clear trace of anger, he asked, "You've fallen for Dylan, haven't you?"Noelle didn't answer, but she pressed her lips tighter and tighter. Her eyes still brimmed with tears, but the moisture only made them shine more brightly, more vividly. In their reflection, Hendrix could see himself clearly, and he could also see the unmistakable hatred within them.She hated him. Hendrix knew that, of course. From the moment he decided to take this path, he had already anticipated how she would react.But so what? Was he supposed to stand by and watch as they became nothing more than strangers who had nothing to do with each other?If that were the case, Hendrix would rather she hated him.He could live with that outcome—it wasn't something he couldn't accept. But the one thing he absolutely couldn't tolerate was her heart belonging to someone else.She could hate him because of the incident with Elm Group, beca
As soon as Hendrix finished speaking, Noelle suddenly stepped forward and raised her hand. But her slap never landed. Hendrix had caught her wrist, his face completely expressionless."You're crazy!" Noelle said.Hendrix smiled faintly. "Yeah, I know."Noelle didn't say another word, but she trembled even more violently as tears began to fall. Still, it seemed she refused to show any weakness in front of Hendrix. So, she quickly wiped away her tears."Dylan's grandfather is sick," she finally told Hendrix. "Alzheimer's. His condition is deteriorating quickly, and he might not remember anything soon. That's why Dylan proposed to me."But when she finished speaking, the answer she wanted never came.Hendrix's gaze remained cold as he looked at her. When he noticed Noelle was still staring at him, he even asked, "So? What does that have to do with me?"Noelle took a deep breath. "So, could the wedding—""No," Hendrix cut her off without hesitation, and Noelle's question was left u
Noelle's expression changed as she heard Hendrix's words, and she turned to look at him.Her expression made Hendrix feel like something was stabbing into his heart. It seemed like he was right.That contractual relationship seemed more than that now. Noelle had fallen for Dylan. If not, what could explain the look in her eyes now?Noelle didn't even react this way when he brought up her and Elm Group.The dull pain quickly spread across Hendrix's chest, accompanied by a familiar metallic taste. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and after taking several deep breaths, he finally managed to suppress the feeling and said, "It seems like you really care about him.""Hendrix, this is between us. Can you stop being so despicable and dragging innocent people into this mess?""Innocent?" Hendrix chuckled. "It seems like you really don't know much about your fiancé. Do you know what he's been doing behind your back?"Before Noelle could respond, Hendrix handed her a file. "Take a look
"That's right." Hendrix nodded satisfactorily. "We already had bad blood, so why bother with fake pleasantries now?"He continued as he picked up the coffee cup in front of him. "You must really wish for my death right now, don't you?"Hendrix's voice was calm, with a faint smile on his lips, but the words he spoke were enough to leave Noelle speechless.She paused for a moment, but she quickly responded with a smile, "Yes, so you know.""Mm, but unfortunately, I'm still sitting here just fine," Hendrix said, showing no concern. He met her gaze with a cold stare. "And based on the current situation, I doubt I'm the one who's going to be ending things first."Noelle couldn't reply. Although Hendrix had treated her with this kind of attitude before, she still remembered clearly the taste of the drinks he forced upon her that night in Vinton City. At this moment, all she could see in his eyes was an endless coldness.Noelle's voice grew hoarser. "If that's the case, Mr. Freeman, w
Noelle subconsciously glanced at the person in the hospital room after hearing the secretary's words.Dylan was sitting quietly there.Looking at him, Noelle suddenly remembered the hug he gave her that morning. She knew that her relationship with him was purely contractual, including their marriage, but all she wanted at that moment was a hug.She knew this went beyond the scope of their agreement, but Dylan didn't bring it up, and neither did she.Perhaps Noelle had been looking at him for too long. Dylan sensed something unusual and immediately looked over at her.Noelle took a deep breath. "I need to go back to the company for a while. I'll arrange for a nurse to come over. As for here…""It's fine. Go ahead," Dylan quickly replied. "I don't have much to do today anyway.""But…""Have you forgotten? We're getting married soon, so your father is my father-in-law. Isn't it normal for me to take care of him?" Dylan's words rendered Noelle speechless.It was clearly not appr
"Noelle, I'm just an ordinary friend of his. I don't have that kind of influence." Sandra laughed, then added, "Actually, if you want to meet Mr. Mueller, maybe you should have Dylan…"Dylan, who had been sitting nearby, finally lifted his head when Sandra mentioned his name.But Noelle didn't pay him any attention. She grabbed Sandra's hand and pulled her out of the room."What's this about, Noelle? You're hurting me!" Sandra still spoke in a sweet tone, but as soon as Noelle dragged her to an isolated spot, she immediately yanked Noelle's hand away, her voice turning cold as she asked, "What do you want?""I should be asking you that," Noelle replied. "You should know very well what's going on with the family right now. If I could contact Javier myself, that'd be one thing, but the problem is now…""Now what? Noelle, I never thought I'd see the day when you'd be the one asking me for help." Sandra laughed, raising her chin and looking at her. "So, go ahead. Ask away. If it's a r
Noelle looked at Dylan for a long while, then smiled. "No need. Just stay with me like this." Dylan reached out and pulled her into his arms. His hug wasn't tight, and the faint fragrance on his body instantly filled Noelle's nose. Noelle made no effort to resist but slowly reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. "How's your father?" Dylan asked her. "Acute stroke," she said softly. "But we got to the hospital on time, and the doctor said that as long as he wakes up, everything will be fine." "Mm, how about you go back and rest? I'll keep an eye on things here." "No. I won't be able to sleep even if I go back. Haven't you noticed my phone hasn't stopped ringing?" Dylan didn't reply. Noelle didn't know if he was feeling guilty for being unable to help her, so she said, "The wedding doesn't need to be postponed. Your grandfather has been looking forward to it for so long, so we can't disappoint him." "But…""Don't worry. I can still spare a day, and with Elm