"Marla hasn't done anything out of the ordinary. She just sits there all day in a daze, silent and motionless," the doctor said as he led Noelle forward.Even though it was the best psychiatric hospital available, its core nature remained the same. As they walked, Noelle couldn't help but feel a heavy sense of oppression in the air.The corridor was lined with locked doors—not regular hospital doors, but ones reinforced with metal bars. It looked less like a medical facility and more like a prison.The deeper they went, the more tightly Noelle's brows knit together.Marla was in the room at the very end. She was sitting with her back to the door, staring blankly at the small window above, lost in thought.Just the sight of her silhouette made Noelle feel as if she had been dealt a heavy blow to the chest."Marla," the doctor called her name.But she didn't offer any response.So, he tried again, "Marshall Swift."This was the only name that had elicited any reaction from her r
It took a while for Noelle to realize this was the Swift residence. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have had any memories of this place. After all, she had never come here since her return.But the body remembered things the mind could not lie about.Seated behind the wheel, Noelle could almost see glimpses of her past self walking through the gates. Back then, the Swift household must have been filled with laughter. Yet, how much time had passed since then?The desolation before her was jarring. She didn't know how long she had been staring when her phone rang. It was Hendrix."Where are you?" His voice was tight, filled with worry.Noelle paused before answering, "The Swift residence."A heavy silence followed on the other end. Then, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard, he asked again, "What did you say?""The Swift residence," Noelle repeated. "But the villa has been sealed by the court, so I can't go in."This time, Hendrix heard her clearly, and he believed
In truth, Hendrix had never intended for Marshall to die. Even the doctors had said—the real cause of death was that he had lost all will to live.When someone gave up on life themselves, no amount of medical intervention could bring them back. But to claim Hendrix bore no responsibility wouldn't be entirely true, either.Dylan had always stayed close to the Swift family with ulterior motives, so even without Hendrix's involvement, it was only a matter of time before their assets were completely devoured by Dylan.But the fact remained that Hendrix had indeed helped speed things along. He was the force that hastened the Swift family losing everything.Hendrix was well aware of this. So, when faced with Noelle's question, he didn't know what to say.When his silence stretched on, Noelle finally turned to him with a puzzled look."Are you blaming me now?" Hendrix asked quietly.Before she could answer, he grasped her hand. "I admit I sped things up, but do you really think they'd
"So, I think he's probably partnered with another fund by now." Noelle wasn't sure if she was right since it was just a guess.After all, Dylan might have fallen from grace in the country, but the assets he took with him were substantial. That fortune alone could provide him a comfortable life abroad. So, it wasn't impossible for him to simply vanish.However, Noelle didn't believe Dylan would give up that easily. A person who would stop at nothing to climb to the top wasn't someone who would simply settle for a quiet and stable life. Thus, it was more likely that Dylan would bide his time for revenge to ideally strip Hendrix of everything.But after Noelle finished speaking, Hendrix went quiet. His prolonged silence made Noelle frown. "Did I say something wrong?""No, I just didn't expect you to think this way."Noelle studied him with knitted brows."So, you don't blame me at all?" Hendrix asked."Why should I blame you?"Hendrix didn't answer. But their current location and
Noelle parked the car and looked up at the name of the complex in front of her—Lumos Complex.The complex was located on the outskirts of Coppersville. It wasn't large, but the surrounding transportation was very convenient, and there were also supermarkets and hospitals nearby.As Noelle entered the complex, she noticed several elderly residents exercising and playing chess downstairs. The scene was very lively, but she didn't stop. Because she knew that the person she was looking for wouldn't be among them.Before coming, Hendrix had already shown her the layout of the complex, so she was able to find the unit number quickly. The large door was tightly shut, and the entrance was kept very neat—with shoes placed in an orderly manner, and the umbrellas were neatly stored.Seeing this, Noelle immediately knew she had found the right place. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and knocked on the door."You can just leave it at the door," a reply came from inside almost immediatel
"You should be well aware of Hendrix's personality. We do somewhat owe the Swift family, but now, they're either dead or insane. As for you, he'll have even less hesitation," said Noelle.Leah was momentarily stunned.It seemed Noelle hadn't really expected to gain anything today, either. So, she didn't say anything more to Leah and simply turned to leave.Watching her walk away, Leah suddenly called out, "Wait!"At the sound of her voice, Noelle stopped in her tracks. Then, she turned around.Leah was frowning at her. She was still clearly hesitating, her brows tightly furrowed.Noelle wasn't in a rush. She just stood there quietly, waiting for her to speak.Finally, Leah asked, "If I tell you, will you really let me go?"Noelle looked her in the eyes for a moment, then replied, "If you want to return to your old life, that's no longer possible. But I can promise you that no one will disturb the peace you have now."…Two days later, Noelle and Hendrix boarded a plane to Nova
It was nighttime in Nuvark.This was one of the most prosperous cities in all of Novaterra—perhaps even the world. Here, as long as one held capital, nearly any action seemed justified. There were no limits, and no one was to stand in the way.This was the city of freedom.Amid the deafening music, Amy Brown was dancing in a bikini, her movements bold and sultry. Her slender waist looked as though it might snap with the slightest touch. As she twisted her body, she kept glancing at the man beside her.He was dressed in a white shirt, the buttons and the collar and cuffs left undone. A glass of champagne rested lazily in his hand as he watched her with narrowed eyes.Amy was all too familiar with that predatory look. But she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. After all, she came here to be prey.This was a party for senior partners of Fuer Fund, and gaining entry here demanded an exceptionally high threshold. Only the elite were deemed worthy of being chosen.It was her first time
Erwin narrowed his eyes and looked at Hendrix again."Bring her in," he said to the server.He was the type who enjoyed stirring the pot just to watch the chaos unfold.Based on what he knew about Hendrix, he had even started a betting pool—wagering on how long it would take for Hendrix to crack the moment he faced Noelle.Unfortunately, most of the people involved had never seen how Hendrix behaved around Noelle, so they all assumed he would do absolutely nothing."I bet ten dollars.""I bet 20 dollars."More and more people joined the wager.Erwin agreed while calling them fools who didn't understand Hendrix at all. The others laughed at him, convinced that Hendrix wasn't the type to act so irrationally.So, under everyone's watchful eyes, the server brought Noelle inside.She wore a simple dress. Compared to the women flaunting bikinis around the pool, she wasn't eye-catching at all. But maybe it was precisely because of this contrast that she ended up drawing everyone's at
"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
As soon as Noelle asked that, the man across from her clearly froze for a moment. Then, he chuckled softly.Noelle didn't say anything else. She just stared at him, steady and sure. There was something in her gaze—something unmistakably certain.Dylan no longer tried to keep up the act. He simply raised a hand and took off his sunglasses.His appearance had changed a bit since the last time. His beard was longer, his eye sockets deeper, and his overall presence had taken on a sharper, more dangerous edge.But when he looked at Noelle now, he smiled slightly. "So, you remember me?"Noelle didn't respond. Of course, Dylan hadn't forgotten the last time they had seen each other. And he wasn't sure if Noelle actually remembered everything, which made his smile a little stiff.But the next moment, Noelle asked, "Why are you here?""I'm working here. I couldn't survive in Coppersville anymore, remember?" Dylan replied.As he spoke, he kept his eyes on her, clearly watching for her r
Erwin was even beginning to wonder if Hendrix had actually lost his mind.But Hendrix just looked at him and countered, "Weren't you always the one telling me to live this way? Now that I'm finally enjoying it, why are you calling me crazy?"Erwin had no comeback for that.Hendrix glanced at him, then suddenly slung an arm around Erwin's shoulders and pointed at a woman up ahead. "Check her out. What do you think?"…Noelle spent three days alone in the hotel. During those three days, Hendrix never came back.She ate alone and sat alone in a hotel lobby, staring blankly into space. In the end, she decided to book an early flight home.Just as she lowered her head to check flights on her phone, someone suddenly sat down across from her.It was still bright outside. The hotel lobby lights were on, and a hanging lamp above them cast the man's shadows long across the floor.Noelle kept her head down. But the moment the man sat down, it was as if she could sense something. Her hand
Noelle hadn't gone far. When Erwin came downstairs, she was standing at the entrance of the hotel, lost in thought.This wasn't Coppersville. Even in a place this well-lit, as a woman, she was still in danger. Moreover, she had obvious traits that made her an easy target—an innocent face, small frame, and delicate appearance.Hendrix had brought Noelle to Nuvark before. But at that time, he treated her like a fragile porcelain doll. Wherever she went, he followed closely, as if terrified that the slightest accident might befall her.But tonight…Erwin felt the situation was a bit too complicated. This, he thought, was more complicated than having to analyze hundreds of data sets at work.However, he didn't say much. As a host, he simply walked over to Noelle and told her he would have someone send her back to the hotel.Upon hearing his voice, Noelle slowly turned her head to look at him. When their eyes met, Erwin immediately frowned."Thank you," Noelle said softly, her eyes ev