Even until now, Hendrix hadn't admitted to liking her—not even once. But then again, even if he did, Noelle wasn't sure she'd believe him, and that made her desire an answer even more.Hendrix glanced at her briefly before asking, "What do you think?"Noelle pressed her lips together. "If you don't want to say it, forget it." She tried to pull her hand away again, prompting Hendrix to tighten his grip even more."It seems your temper has grown sharper these days," he said with a soft chuckle."My temper has always been like this, Mr. Freeman," Noelle retorted with a thin, sarcastic smile. "But of course, it's nothing compared to Sandra's and Ms. Wright's delicate charms."Her words caused Hendrix to pause for a moment. Then, he unexpectedly laughed. Without warning, he turned the steering wheel sharply and pulled the car over to the side of the road. Before Noelle could process what was happening, Hendrix leaned over her. "'Mr. Freeman'? Sounds like a certain Ms. Swanson is stil
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