Chapter 532

Yvette recalled the photo Jeremiah had shown her, where Xavier had been unsteady on his feet. He'd needed both Daphne and a black-clad bodyguard's support to stay on his feet.

Xavier rarely got drunk, and when he did, it was never to the point of being completely unconscious. She had tried to get him drunk before but had never succeeded.

"Noah, I just remembered there's something I need to do. You go to bed. Don't wait for me."

Noah nodded. "Okay."

As Yvette hurried out, Noah muttered to himself, "It's not that I want to help you, you bastard father. I just don't want to see you die young. I want you to make more money for me and Zac."

Aside from Zachary, no one knew that Noah had an extraordinary talent—he could perceive many things others couldn't through people's conversations and facial expressions.

His accuracy was around 70% to 80%. He was akin to being a psychological expert but with an exceptionally strong sense. Just by hearing Yvette's call with Mark, he had roughly pi