At that moment, Noelle only had one thought in her mind—no normal person would ever agree to the condition, let alone someone like Hendrix. After all, he was worshiped from a young age and now at the top of the hierarchy.Noelle was so shocked that she suddenly didn't know what to say. It took her a long while before she finally found her voice again. "Hendrix, do you know what you're saying?""I do.""You're drunk." Noelle finally reacted and pushed him away."I'm not."She pursed her lips. "The smell of alcohol on you isn't very convincing.""I told you I'm not drunk. In fact, I'm very sober right now." As Hendrix spoke, he took two steps closer to her. "And I know exactly what I'm doing.""Then, do you know why I did what I did?" Noelle asked him.Hendrix frowned."I did it so you would stay away from me! Even if you agree to this way of getting along, I won't love you anymore. In fact, I might even use you and then dump you when you have no value left. Is that something yo
Hendrix had indeed drunk quite a bit. After leaving Noelle's place, he had gone straight to the bar, and he couldn't remember exactly how much he had drunk. But when Lana appeared in front of him, he suddenly became incredibly clear-headed.So, he called Dan, asking him to handle things with Lana. He had already wrapped up the Amity Group matter. Thus he no longer needed Lana as a cover.Moreover, when he looked into Lana's eyes, he suddenly became painfully clear about one thing—she wasn't Noelle, nor could she ever replace Noelle. So, he went back to Noelle's place.Noelle said he was crazy. In truth, Hendrix felt that way too. Because if he wasn't crazy, how could he have agreed to her conditions? He knew full well she was degrading him, but at that moment, he suddenly wondered—maybe she was just trying to force him to leave in this way? And why would she do that?Maybe it was because she still had feelings for him, and she was afraid she would fall for him again if she were t
If it weren't for this, Noelle wouldn't have bothered trying to change. Though, at this point, it seemed like she still hadn't managed to become happy, she believed it was because she hadn't tried hard enough. Maybe one day, she'd finally become happy if she really reached a higher position.Noelle wasn't sure, and there was no one who could give her the answer. So, all she could do was keep moving forward."Quit smoking."Hendrix seemed to ignore everything else she said, focusing solely on this one thing.Noelle suddenly found it amusing. "Why don't you quit?""Alright. I'll quit with you," he replied.His straightforward answer made Noelle frown involuntarily.Hendrix quickly took action. He tossed Noelle's cigarette pack and lighter straight into the trash. Then, he picked up the clothes he had left scattered around the living room from last night, and the cigarette pack inside was also discarded.But the lighter remained in his hand."I'll keep this. It was a gift from yo
Noelle had forgotten how Hendrix had answered at the time, but what she clearly remembered was that later, Hendrix had lost control, and they switched positions. As a result, she truly missed the morning meeting.However, when she arrived at the office, Oliver told her that the meeting had been pushed back. She wasn't surprised at all. Oliver went on to talk about other work arrangements, but his eyes kept drifting back to Noelle.Noelle couldn't help but frown. Just as she was about to lose her temper, Oliver finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you need some concealer or anything of the like?"Noelle froze for a moment, and it was only then that she finally noticed the marks on her neck. She quickly pulled her collar tighter with one hand and picked up her phone with the other."What are you? A dog?"Noelle had already typed out the message, but after a brief pause, she deleted it. Without a change in expression, she put her phone back and pulled her collar higher.Oliver had a
"Don't you have work to do? Or do you think it's not enough?" Noelle asked flatly."No, no. I'll leave right now," Oliver quickly responded as he gathered his things before heading out.Her expression still unreadable, Noelle didn't pay him any more attention. But when she turned back to her computer, the content of the emails suddenly seemed overwhelmingly chaotic, and she couldn't focus on a single word.In the end, she stood up. However, when she reached the door, she slowly calmed herself. She then returned to her desk and resumed working.In the evening, Hendrix sent her a text, asking if she wanted to have dinner together. Noelle didn't reply, so he sent two more texts before finally calling her."I have something to do," Noelle answered."Which is? Are you working late? That doesn't mean you don't need to eat—""I'm having dinner with Dylan," Noelle cut him off.Hendrix immediately fell silent.She could feel the tension and silence on the other end of the line, and the
When Noelle returned home, the place was pitch-dark, so she naturally assumed Hendrix had already left. But just as she raised her hand to turn on the lights, his voice suddenly came from the darkness.He asked, "You're back?"Noelle jumped in surprise, her hand instinctively pressing the switch. The living room lit up instantly, revealing the figure sitting on the couch and his intense gaze.Noelle immediately frowned."Where did you go tonight? Did you have fun?" he asked again.Noelle didn't answer him and instead shot back, "Why are you still here?""I've already brought my things over, so where do you expect me to go?"It was only then that Noelle noticed the two suitcases in front of her."Who gave you permission to move in?" she asked.Hendrix said nothing.For some reason, Noelle looked at him and almost felt like he seemed… hurt? But as soon as the thought surfaced, she quickly shut it down. She was really losing it. How could she feel sorry for Hendrix?Still, she
Hendrix still held the towel in his hand, its soft texture carrying a faint, pleasant scent. Thinking back to Noelle's angry expression earlier, he couldn't help but smile as he walked out with the towel in hand.With Hendrix causing such a disturbance, Noelle lost the mood to continue showering. She quickly rinsed off a few more times before putting on a bathrobe and stepping out. To her surprise, Hendrix was still there, and his two suitcases were plainly placed at his feet.Noelle's expression immediately darkened, but before she could say anything, Hendrix spoke up, "There's already stuff in your guest room, so I can't fit my things in."Noelle frowned. But then, she quickly remembered that Dylan had indeed stayed here before, and it seemed he had left some of his personal items behind when he left.Left without a choice, Noelle could only walk over to the guest room and take Dylan's clothes down. She was prepared to return to her bedroom with those clothes in hand when Hendrix
That huge pot of pasta was not only too much, but it was also terribly bad. Noelle couldn't remember ever having eaten something so awful. In the end, she couldn't help but turn the stove back on and cook him a new bowl.Hendrix just stood next to her, watching.Noelle turned around, about to tell him to leave, but Hendrix seemed to know what she was thinking, so he said, "I want to watch, so I'll know how to cook it next time.""Mr. Freeman, this doesn't suit your status," Noelle said flatly. "If you want, there are plenty of women who would be willing to cook for you.""I know," answered Hendrix simply, but that answer seemed to lead to another one.Noelle fell silent. She didn't say anything else. Instead, she simply placed the plate of pasta on the table and turned to leave."Did you tell Dylan tonight?" Hendrix suddenly asked. "About us.""Yeah.""Did he agree?""Yeah."Noelle's response was simple, with a touch of indifference.Hendrix didn't say anything more.Soon,
Erwin still showed signs of dissatisfaction. It seemed he was saying something, but Noelle could no longer hear him. She didn't look back either, instead turning her gaze to the other people at the party.The loud music continued, and the excitement and energy of the crowd remained high. But Noelle knew that this wasn't the usual celebration. This, in fact, was just Hendrix's way of making her adapt and accept the situation.Though she had known this for some time, the realization still made Noelle uncomfortable. Then, she suddenly remembered something Dylan had told her a few days ago about her past with Hendrix.Even though she knew Dylan's words weren't necessarily true, that didn't mean everything he said was a lie. How much of the past he mentioned was real, and how much was false?Noelle actually thought her life was fine now. She was willing to accept her past choices and believed in Hendrix's feelings for her. At least, this was what she thought sometimes.But at other tim
Dylan didn't dare to stay there. He immediately drove back to his place.He wanted to take Noelle with him and leave. Even if she didn't have her passport, it didn't matter. After all, there were definitely people looking for him right now.But no matter what, he was going to protect her. Even if they had to roam the world, it didn't matter. As long as they were together, it was fine. Even if it was just a shabby house, as long as there was a light on, that would be their home.However, when Dylan returned to the apartment, he found Noelle nowhere in sight. Gone also were all her things. The desk and floor were spotless, as if nothing had ever existed there.Dylan remained standing where he was. It took him several minutes to finally process what he was seeing. Then, he couldn't help but laugh. It was as if he had just heard the biggest joke—he laughed so hard that his whole body shook.Of course, how could he have thought she would be waiting for him here? How could she possibly
"I'm damned for ever believing your words! Now, just die!" George didn't give Dylan another chance to speak. He pulled the trigger, aiming to shoot a bullet through Dylan's forehead.In that instant, Dylan finally understood. This time, Hendrix didn't intend to leave him alive.If the goal had only been to swallow up Morphy Fund and make Dylan lose everything, the matter would have ended there. However, it seemed that Hendrix must have said something to George, which led him to believe that Dylan and Hendrix were working together—that Dylan had betrayed Morphy Fund.At this point, George had no way out. So, it wouldn't be surprising if he shot Dylan in the head. What Hendrix wanted was for him to die.Dylan didn't know what he was thinking at that moment. By the time he reacted, he had already grabbed the gun's barrel and twisted it violently. The bullet scraped past his head.Without hesitation, George moved to pull the trigger again when Dylan, still holding onto his wrist, forc
Dylan still remembered the victory party at the villa a few days ago. At that time, George had pushed him in front of everyone. He had enjoyed all the praise and recognition while sipping glass after glass of champagne.He knew that no matter how much doubt and skepticism there had been about him in the past, it all vanished that night. That was also why George had thrown him a victory party at the very first stage.After all, only by telling everyone about his achievements would they believe in him and entrust him with their funds. But they probably didn't expect the final result to be like this.Actually, when Fuer Fund continued to add to their position after reaching the peak, George had already warned Dylan that there might be some issues. But the market was unpredictable—a moment's decision or a few seconds of hesitation could lead to failure.Thus, Dylan didn't wait. He thought Hendrix was also gambling. So, he disregarded the risk and pushed all the funds in. He wanted Hend
Noelle's expression changed at that moment. It took her a while to find her voice to ask, "Is that what really happened?""Hendrix definitely hasn't told you all these, right?" Dylan smirked. "It's because he's too afraid to mention them. So, tell me. How could someone like him possibly deserve a happy life? "Don't worry. I'll make sure to take him down this time. Once I get your passport, you can go whenever you want."When he finished speaking, there was sincerity and seriousness in his eyes as he looked at Noelle. He really hoped she would stay. Of course, he wanted victory. But if he could have her by his side when he achieved it, that would be even better.Although once he reached the top, anyone could stay by his side. But the person he wanted most was Noelle."Thank you," Noelle said in the end.That wasn't the answer Dylan was most satisfied with. But he knew he couldn't afford to rush things just yet. For now, it was enough that Noelle was on his side."Alright, go to
As Dylan spoke, his teeth clenched tighter. It was unclear whether he was trying to convince Noelle or himself.Noelle remained silent, quietly watching him.After staring at her for a while, Dylan suddenly laughed. "So, do you know why we were celebrating tonight?"Noelle shook her head."Because we stole Fuer Fund's opportunity! It's all thanks to the plan you sent me before. Now, no matter what Fuer Fund does next, we'll know about it. "George is really happy, too. He used to doubt my abilities, worried that I'd drag down his fund, but you should've seen how he treated me tonight."Not just him, but the whole industry now recognizes me. I've finally established myself here!"Dylan's voice grew more excited as he spoke.Noelle, however, remained calm.The only sign of change was when she heard that he succeeded because of the plan she had given him—her brow slightly lifted. But it was just for a moment.She quickly regained her calm and nodded.Her reaction made Dylan fro
George didn't care about being cautious. He was too excited. He had clashed with Fuer Fund a few times before, but when faced with absolute power, he had barely gotten any scraps from the table.Now, to be able to seize such a large slice of the pie from Fuer Fund and force them to back off, how could George not be thrilled?Thus, the drinks kept coming, one after another.Even if Dylan hadn't planned on getting drunk, it was hard to refuse the goodwill of so many people. In the end, he was thoroughly drunk.When he returned to the apartment, his steps were unsteady. Seeing the light still on inside, he paused for a moment. Then, he suddenly remembered he didn't live alone anymore. Noelle also lived with him now.Though Dylan was well aware, and his rational mind reminded him repeatedly that he had essentially kept her here as a hostage. If Hendrix made any further moves, he would have no choice but to kill her.But when he saw the light she had left on for him, Dylan couldn't he
The plan Hendrix had given Dylan was, of course, real. Though he had been tempted to lace it with a trap and watch him walk right into it, he knew better—Dylan wasn't that stupid.More importantly, what Hendrix truly wanted wasn't just to bait Dylan into a trap. Even if Dylan didn't trust the plan, it didn't matter. Their team would still move forward with the plan. But if he did trust it, all the better.Fuer Fund wouldn't tolerate anyone messing with their slice of the pie. And what Hendrix wanted was to drag Erwin and the rest of them into the game.Dylan might have found himself a solid backer, but this wasn't Coppersville. Taking him down alone wouldn't be easy. But what if Fuer Fund collapsed with Hendrix? That would change everything, and that was Hendrix's real goal.Thus, Hendrix didn't even panic when Erwin called him out on it. He simply raised an eyebrow."If this gets out, do you still think you'll have a place in this business?" Erwin slammed his hand on the desk. "O
"Stay at your place?" Noelle asked."Yeah," Dylan said with a smile. "Hendrix already has another woman now, doesn't he? But don't worry. Unless it's something you're willing to do, I'll never touch you.""Alright."Dylan had planned to say more but was caught off guard by how readily Noelle agreed. Her response made even him freeze for a second. Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly."Do you need me to do anything else?" Noelle asked.She looked completely sincere and serious, like they were truly on the same side now.But Dylan still held on to a shred of suspicion. Regardless, Noelle was in his hands for the time being. If all of this really was an act, and she was lying to him, then she shouldn't blame him for what came next.With that thought, Dylan smiled slightly and gently took Noelle's hand. "Alright. I'll have someone make arrangements right away."Just as he finished speaking, his partner George called to inform him that Hendrix's side had already started moving."Tha