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Xyla scoffed at Noelle. What was the point of hogging the title of Mrs. Lowe when she couldn't win Quentin's heart? How pathetic!Quentin made it back to Lowe Mansion in haste. There were specks of dust on his always perfect and ironed suit. When she stared at the specks of dust, Noelle felt a stinging pain. Quentin, who had always been immaculate about his appearance, did not bother to dust off his suit in his hurry. That went to show the depth of his love and concern for Xyla."Apologize!" Fred's anger ballooned when he saw his heartless grandson. He wondered if Quentin still recalled what Xyla had done to him.Quentin paused. In his memory, the only time Fred demanded a public apology was when he accidentally ruined the belongings of his late grandma, Ruth Feather.Still, he dared not go against Fred's orders. After apologizing, he asked in a disgruntled tone, "But Grandpa, what have I done wrong?"His question only fueled Fred's anger. Fred barked, "How could you ask that qu
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Quentin had sworn off ever having slept with Xyla. So, what was with the social media posts by Xyla? How about the rumors that he was keeping a mistress at a separate residence? Was that untrue?Given Quentin's ego, he might not even bother to lie over such trivial matters. Deep in thought, Noelle made her way to the second floor. At the same time, Janet folded her arms with an amused expression, seemingly waiting for Quentin to bungle up. "Explain to me the rumors of you keeping a mistress. What's with Cedarfield Villa?"Quentin put on a stern look. His patience had worn thin. He snapped, "Those are baseless rumors!" With that, he rose from the couch and went to the second floor, leaving the angry Janet in the living room.Noelle was about to take a rest when Quentin entered the bedroom. Before addressing her, he closed the door behind him. "Later, tell them that you're heading back to work. I'll leave with you. Xy is hospitalized, and she seems to be in a severe condition. I n
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"No thanks. I'll get a taxi," said Noelle as she exited the car.Quentin glanced around. He felt reassured by the area's surveillance and the frequent passing of taxis."Take care," Quentin said. His tone was unusually gentle."I will," Noelle replied before closing the car door.Quentin watched as she stood on the roadside while trying to hail a taxi. She looked skinny. After that, Quentin drove off.Noelle waited for a taxi, but a car without license plates pulled up instead. It seemed like it had been waiting for the perfect opportunity. The unlicensed car stopped abruptly before Noelle as Quentin's car disappeared from view. Several thugs emerged from the car and surrounded her."What are you guys doing?" Noelle exclaimed in shock.One of the thugs, Andy, grinned at her and joked, "What do you think we're doing? What do you think a bunch of guys and a lady would be doing?"The rest of them laughed as if it was a big joke. Noelle quickly reached for her phone in her handbag
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Quentin's heart started racing, and he felt lightheaded. His phone slipped from his hand and fell to the floor.Xyla, who had been sleeping, was suddenly jolted awake. She asked, "What's going on?"Quentin picked up his phone and said, "Elle's in trouble!" Then, he rushed out of the ward and left Xyla frozen.It was then that her phone rang. Gloria handed the phone to Xyla to answer. After a few moments, Xyla yelled into the phone, "Useless!"Meanwhile, Quentin was speeding through the streets in his car and running several red lights. All he could think about was that he might have caused Noelle's death.Police tape surrounded the crime scene on South Bay Street, and a swarm of police cars arrived. Quentin quickly parked his Maybach and hurried toward the scene. He nearly stumbled over the uneven street, but a police officer caught him."Sir, I'm sorry for your loss," said the officer.Quentin shoved the officer's hand away from him. He couldn't believe that Noelle was gone.H
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Yvette watched as John entered the black Mercedes and drove away. She was confused when he nodded at her because she didn't know him. Afterward, Yvette went upstairs and knocked on Noelle's apartment door.When Noelle opened the door, Yvette asked, "Noelle, what happened to you? Did Quentin hurt you?"Noelle had scrapes on her arms and face. Though she had put ointment on them, they were still noticeable. She shook her head, and replied, "No, I ran into some bad guys on my way back."She had just learned that shortly after she left, there was another robbery and murder at the same place. Noelle was trembling with fear. The more she dwelled on it, the more terrified she became."Why were you there by yourself? Where's Quentin?" Yvette asked with concern.Noelle avoided eye contact and replied, "He went to meet Xyla.""Ugh! That bitch again!" Yvette exclaimed angrily. "I'm calling Aunt Janet. Quentin is way out of bounds. How could he leave you there all by yourself? What if someth
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Noelle pulled her hand back. "Mr. Lowe, next time, please shower before you come over." She went to the bathroom to wash her hands.Quentin sensed her disgust toward him. Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the ringing of his phone. He frowned when he saw it was Janet calling.Just as he answered the phone, Janet's angry voice came through. "Quentin, get over here immediately!"Quentin's ears were ringing. He thought Yvette must have told Janet what happened tonight. As soon as Quentin hung up, Noelle's phone rang.She picked up her phone and heard Janet's soft voice. "Elle, come over here with that jerk now. I'll help you sort things out!"Noelle's heart sank. She glanced at Quentin, who pursed his lips in displeasure.…An hour later, Noelle and Quentin arrived at Lowe Mansion. The huge mansion was brightly lit at midnight, and the maids seemed tense.Fred sat in the center of the living room, surrounded by other Lowe family members, including Quentin's cousins."Quentin,
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Quentin got to his feet. When he saw the whip mark on Noelle's arm, he gasped and asked, "Does it hurt?"Noelle frowned a bit and said, "Just a little."Quentin sighed, then lifted her and took her upstairs. Noelle's heart skipped a beat. She sensed Quentin's tension and could almost hear his fast-beating heart. Her mind drifted.He placed her on the bed in the upstairs bedroom. Then, he quickly grabbed the first aid kit Robert had given him and helped Noelle treat her wound.As he was a man, Quentin could endure being whipped with relative ease, but Noelle was different. Her skin was sensitive and prone to bruising even from minor bumps. He couldn't fathom the pain she must be experiencing.As Quentin applied the ointment, he asked, "Does it hurt? If it does, you can pinch me!"Noelle's heart skipped a beat once more. She pondered whether his concern meant he still had feelings for her. Yet, later, she considered that perhaps it stemmed from his guilt over her suffering for his
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Xyla seemed understanding."All right," Quentin replied.After Xyla hung up, she flung her phone in anger. Her words had ended up benefiting Quentin and Noelle.Quentin received a call from Martin shortly after. "Mr. Lowe, those folks are currently at the police station. Do you want to deal with them?""I'll be on my way!" Quentin responded. His expression turned serious right away. He swiftly dressed and left. When Noelle emerged from the bathroom, she found Quentin had already left the bedroom.Suddenly, Noelle got a WhatsApp message from Michael. He had been out of contact with her for three years."I need your help to arrange a meeting with your mom. She's in Dragfort," the message read.Noelle paused for a moment. Since she hadn't been in touch with Emmie, she assumed she had already left. As she held her phone close to her chest, she felt bitterness swell within her, and tears threatened to spill over.She pursed her lips and texted, "Sorry, Mr. Xanthos. I can't help you
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