Unlike the furious Hendrix, Dylan remained perfectly calm. There was even a hint of confusion in his eyes as he looked at the former.Then, Dylan said, "Mr. Freeman, aren't you asking the wrong person? Noelle's your wife, so why are you asking me where she is? Isn't that a little inappropriate? Or do you have evidence to suggest that I took her?"Hendrix fell silent. He simply stood there, staring at Dylan. His clenched fists slowly loosened.Then, he let out a soft laugh. "Fine, Dylan. You've made your choice."With that, he turned and walked away.Dylan remained where he was, watching Hendrix leave before turning to the other employees with a smile. "If there's nothing else, you can all go back to work now."At his words, the employees didn't dare to linger any longer. After exchanging a few glances with each other, they quickly dispersed.As he walked, Hendrix was already making calls. Coppersville wasn't that big—he refused to believe that even if he had to turn the entire c
Hearing those words, Hendrix finally seemed to snap out of his daze. He stood up and headed out the door.Perhaps because he had been sitting in the same position for too long, he felt a wave of dizziness as he got up. He stood up still for a moment, waiting for the sensation to pass, before continuing forward.Rosie's condition was critical. Although she had been recovering well, the possibility of a relapse was always there. That was why every time she got sick or ran a fever, there was always a chance it was a sign of relapse.Beatrice's eyes were already red with worry. When she saw Hendrix, she had every intention of scolding him for showing up so late. But the moment she took in his expression, she swallowed back her words.Then, she lowered her voice and said, "Go check on Rosie."Hendrix didn't respond. He simply walked into the hospital room.Rosie was lying in bed. Hendrix hadn't seen her in days. She'd lost weight, her face pale under the oxygen mask.He slowly sat be
"Hendrix?" Beatrice's voice pulled him back to reality.He turned his head and gazed up at her. A jolt went through Beatrice when she saw the look in his eyes."Yes?" Hendrix asked. His voice was calm, as if nothing had happened.After a brief pause, Beatrice said, "You haven't had a proper rest in a long time, have you? Why don't you go home for a bit? I can stay with Rosie.""No, I'm fine." Hendrix refused without hesitation. "Besides, I promised Rosie I'd stay with her.""But—""You should head back," Hendrix cut her off. Then, he turned his attention back to Rosie, who was lying in bed.Beatrice looked at his back. After hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Is there still no news about Noelle?"At her words, Hendrix seemed to tense for a moment. Then, he said, "It's fine. I'll find her. And even if I can't, there's someone who definitely knows where she is."Noelle's disappearance wasn't a coincidence. Whoever knew the exact locations of all the surveillance cameras
Hendrix didn't respond to Ruth. He simply pulled his arm away, his face devoid of any expression.Then, he glanced at the security guard nearby. The guard had wanted to stop Ruth earlier, but her heavily pregnant state made him hesitate to act.However, with Hendrix's icy gaze now on him, the guard had no choice but to step forward."Let go of me! Who do you think you are? Get your hands off me!" Ruth screamed, but the guard didn't release her.From her position, all she could do was watch Hendrix walk past her. Her eyes widened slightly, and her voice grew even shriller. "I get it now. That bitch is dead, isn't she? Serves her right! She deserved it! She should've died a long time ago!"As soon as Ruth finished speaking, Hendrix came to an abrupt halt. Then, he turned to look at her.Ruth had been ready to continue her tirade. After all, she had nothing left to lose now. Her family's company and factories had all been shut down. Ricky had even called her a jinx, blaming her for
Lately, Dyno Corporation had been making waves in Coppersville. Not only did they secure several major projects, but one of their international collaborations even won an award on the global stage. Their success was so overwhelming that even Amity Group seemed to be overshadowed.Hendrix knew that the Swift family was behind all of this. Otherwise, with the limited funds Dylan had inherited from Jean, there was no way he could have pulled all of this off. But it didn't matter—Hendrix never saw the Swift family as a real obstacle anyway.In truth, he could take matters into his own hands if he wanted to. But just as Erwin had pointed out, there were too many restrictions in the country. To achieve his goal, it would take months, if not a year.But Hendrix couldn't wait any longer. A month was already the limit of his patience. If there was still no news of Noelle, he would truly go mad.The car soon arrived at Sienna Villa. When Hendrix entered, Rosie was in the backyard. She stood
Noelle had also mentioned that Rosie had been looking forward to this day for a long time, so she hoped Hendrix could set aside an entire day to spend with her.Hendrix had agreed at the time. But now, did any of it still matter?Finally, he asked Rosie, "What do you want for your birthday?" Rosie turned to look at him. After studying him for a moment, she turned back to the window and replied, "I don't want anything."Hendrix didn't know how to respond. In truth, he knew better than anyone what Rosie wanted most. But the confidence he had once felt was now replaced by uncertainty.He was well aware that leaving Rosie at Sienna Villa was a better choice. After all, he was busy with work, and he wasn't sure how to communicate with a child. Yet, he still wanted to bring her back to Roselle Court—to their home.Because Hendrix didn't want to return to a place where he would be all alone. The vast, silent space and all the familiar objects inside would serve as painful reminders tha
This was the first time Hendrix had ever put Rosie to sleep. He didn't know what to do, so he tried to imitate Noelle by reading her a storybook. But having never fallen asleep to bedtime stories as a child or read one aloud himself, his tone was inevitably stiff and awkward.Fortunately, Rosie was already exhausted from crying. So, it didn't take long before she drifted into a deep sleep.Hendrix sat beside her for a while longer, watching her as she slept. Everyone said Rosie looked like him. But now, he saw more of Noelle in her. Her eyes, the shape of her face, even the way she got angry—it was almost identical to Noelle.Hendrix looked away, closing his eyes to compose himself before finally getting up and leaving. When he returned to his bedroom, it was unsurprisingly pitch dark.He turned on the light and slowly sat down on the couch in the walk-in closet. The closet had been expanded from the master bedroom. Originally, it was divided into two sides—one for his clothes and
"Mr. Pritchett, are you saying—""What exactly do you know?" Dylan interrupted Caleb impatiently.How much Caleb knew would determine how Dylan would deal with him. Right now, he had neither the mood nor the time to beat around the bush.Caleb didn't keep him guessing, either. He said slowly, "Actually, it's nothing serious. I just happened to see you dropping that woman off on Xeno Street."As soon as Caleb finished speaking, Dylan's expression froze. At the same time, he slowly balled his hands—which were resting on the table—into fists.What Caleb said was true.Anyone who had ever been to Novaterra knew exactly what kind of place Xeno Street was. If the bustling city represented prosperity, then that area was its neglected, decaying underbelly. It was a gathering place for the homeless, drifters, and even fugitives.For a young woman like Jean to end up there was like a lamb thrown into a pack of wolves. She wouldn't even have a chance to fight back.Dylan, of course, knew
Amy spun around instantly and saw Hendrix walking toward her.Even though their relationship was purely transactional—and even though Amy knew better than anyone that catching feelings for a client was the worst mistake she could make—she still had to admit something.Even without Hendrix's status, his looks and presence alone were enough to make any woman blush and her heart race. Being able to call him her boyfriend, even if only on the surface, gave Amy a kind of prestige wherever she went.Seeing that Hendrix was about to reach her, Amy was about to greet him when Hailey suddenly stepped ahead of her."Hi! Are you Amy's boyfriend?" she asked.Hendrix narrowed his eyes at her. "And you are?""I'm her friend. We were out shopping together today. What a surprise to run into you like this!" Hailey said with a grin. "Amy's always bragging about you. Now, I finally see why she's been hiding you from us."As she spoke, Hailey moved to slip her arm through Hendrix's. She was wearing
Lately, Amy had been living in the lap of luxury. Hendrix not only bought her jewelry and designer bags but even a sports car—a bright red one, with the emblem of an angry bull on the front.When Amy drove it out, she immediately attracted the envy of countless people. They spoke words of admiration and praise for Amy. But behind her back, they were practically grinding their teeth in envy.Of course, Amy could see through their little games, but she didn't care. Even if they cursed her behind her back, she acted like she never heard a word of it.To be honest, if they had been in her shoes, they probably wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity. They would have likely been kicked out due to overstepping the first time Hendrix made them sleep on the couch.So, some things were just meant to be hers.Besides the jewelry, bags, and car, Hendrix had also given her a black card with no spending limit. Now, when she entered those stores, she no longer had to carefully check the
On the contrary, Hendrix seemed to care a lot about Noelle. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed over like that. Even Amy could feel the passion in the way he looked at Noelle—it was intense and almost burning. There wasn't a trace of the indifference he had shown back at the party.So, it was very likely the two of them were acting. But for what reason?Amy couldn't figure it out, but she knew one thing—she might have just uncovered a huge secret. And this secret could very well…Amy was still thinking when the door suddenly opened in front of her. Startled, she instinctively took a few steps back, staring in shock at the person before her.Hendrix was standing there, looking at her."I didn't say anything!" Amy blurted out without hesitation. She even held up her phone, as if offering it for inspection.He gave it a glance, then quickly looked away and said, "Come on out. We've got a business deal to discuss."…"Who sent this to you?" the tanned-skin man asked.Only then did D
"Do you not trust me?" Noelle asked.Hendrix was momentarily stunned, then he slowly frowned. "What did you say?""Do you not trust that I can protect myself or that I can help you? Or do you think I'm just a burden?""Of course not," Hendrix immediately denied it, his expression growing darker. "How could you think that of yourself? If I thought that, why would I bring you here?""Since it's not that, then why don't you want to—""Because I don't want you to be in any danger," Hendrix said in a low voice. "Clearly, we could have used other methods, couldn't we?""But right now, this one is the fastest and most convenient, right?"Hendrix couldn't answer.Noelle smiled. "See? You're admitting it, too. And honestly, you don't have that much time, either. So, weighing the pros and cons, doesn't it make the most sense to choose the most efficient option right now?""No," Hendrix said through gritted teeth.Yet, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong.After meeting his gaze
"I know things aren't that simple," Noelle said quietly.Her sudden change of topic caused Hendrix to furrow his brows slightly.He wanted to say something, but Noelle continued, "If it were that simple, you wouldn't have agreed to let me use this method to lure Dylan out from the start. This isn't Coppersville, and more importantly, the people around you now are only driven by self-interest."So, it would be impossible for them to help you find Dylan and make him lose everything. That is—unless he makes a move against you first. But in that case, Dylan would definitely be extra cautious. He might even hide for years or decades."As Noelle spoke, Hendrix suddenly laughed. "So what? You think I can't wait?""I know you won't wait." Noelle looked up at him. "I know you're not as indifferent as you appear to be about what happened to the Swifts. If I don't do this, you'll definitely think of other ways, right?"And I also know that those ways of yours would be even more dangerous tha
The text message Hendrix had received just now was from Noelle. It contained the motel's address and the room number she had booked.The two of them hadn't seen each other at all these past few days—not even a phone call. Noelle wasn't sure if Dylan had sent anyone to watch them, and even the slightest trace of contact could become the reason everything fell apart.Noelle knew she wasn't clever enough to cover every detail flawlessly, so instead she put on a performance so convincing, even she almost believed it.She understood that in Dylan's mind, he always believed himself to be a noble man. The belief came from the way his family had raised him and the public image he maintained.Dylan and Hendrix were completely different. Hendrix had never cared about what others thought of him. Even in public, if he disliked someone or found them disgusting, he wouldn't bother pretending otherwise. The fact that he didn't humiliate someone outright was already the limit of his courtesy.Wh
Amy figured that maybe Hendrix had somehow found out what she had been thinking earlier and wanted to kill her now to keep her quiet. After all, no one who could survive in that circle was really normal.She knew how this worked. To people like him, women like her weren't even human. If he was in a bad mood and decided to use her to vent, that would be totally normal to him.She licked her lips, just about to try explaining, when she realized that he wasn't even paying her any attention. He got out of the car without a word and walked straight inside.That reaction left Amy completely thrown. For a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.Should she follow him? But what if he really was planning to do something to her? If someone like her died here, no one would even notice.But if she didn't follow, and he wasn't planning anything, wouldn't she be missing a golden opportunity?Amy felt completely torn.As she watched him disappear into the motel, she threw all her concerns away
This was the second time Amy had seen Hendrix. The last time, he had picked her out of a group—and today, he did the same.More importantly, Amy was now wearing the jewelry he had bought her. That piece alone had cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he hadn't even blinked at the price.From that alone, Amy was certain that she had won. She had stood out among the prey and become the object of his favor. The only thing she wasn't sure of was how long his interest toward her would last.In the social circles of Nuvark, women like Amy had their own internal rankings—a list sorted from most to least desirable targets. Hendrix wasn't on that list, but Amy knew that he was easily one of the top players in the game.She could tell that just by how Erwin and the others treated him. So, the fact that she hadn't hesitated and went straight for the win was the right call. And now, all the others could only look at her with envy and jealousy.The uniquely styled sports car sped down the
Then, Dylan hesitated a little. "Are you pitying me?""No, no!"Noelle quickly shook her head. "I just feel like I dragged you into this. It's like because I almost married you back then, Hendrix has been targeting you ever since. If not for that, you'd probably still be doing fine back home, and the Swift family wouldn't have ended up like this. So, I feel guilty."Her voice grew more hoarse as she spoke.Dylan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. He laughed like he had just heard the funniest thing in the world, completely delighted."So, now you finally see Hendrix for who he really is?" he asked. "I told you before—he's never treated you right. Otherwise, why would you have taken Rosie and run to another city in the first place?"And back then, if it hadn't been for me, you never would've been forced to marry him. So, Noelle, have you remembered now? The one you actually love is me."Noelle stared at him, stunned.Dylan stood up at that moment, closin