When Beatrice finished speaking, Noelle fell silent for a moment. Then, she suddenly smiled, which made Beatrice frown involuntarily."So, you still love him, don't you?" Noelle asked softly.Beatrice couldn't help but tighten her grip around her cup when she heard that question."I don't blame you, but I'll never forgive him, either," Noelle said as she set the coffee cup back on the table. She then continued, "If it weren't for the pressure he exerted in business and all those underhanded tactics, I'd already be someone else's wife by now. "Do you really think, under these circumstances, I could convince myself to love him?"Her tone was calm, and so were her emotions.Beatrice couldn't come up with a suitable reply. In truth, she would have preferred if Noelle had been more confrontational and aggressive. At least that would have meant she still felt something—anything—when it came to Hendrix.But there was nothing."I know," Beatrice finally said. "His name is Dylan, right
"That's different," said Noelle."How is it different?" Hendrix shot back.Noelle turned her head to look at him. "Why bother asking when you already know the answer?"Hendrix fell silent, but the hand gripping his cutlery tightened abruptly, causing his veins to bulge.Noelle quickly averted her gaze. Her voice still calm, she added, "Besides, it's our second marriage. What's the point of having a big ceremony?"Hendrix was about to argue when Beatrice cut him off, "I agree with Noelle. You've already got the marriage certificate, and a wedding is just a formality—it's not that important. But we should still make a public announcement about the marriage, so why not plan a nice banquet instead?"This time, Noelle didn't argue with Beatrice's suggestion."No. We're having a wedding ceremony," insisted Hendrix flatly. "I've already asked the wedding planner to arrange it."Beatrice frowned, but Hendrix didn't spare her a glance. Instead, he turned and fixed his gaze on Noelle.B
Night fell over Nivis Villa.Hendrix still hadn't come home, but it wasn't like Noelle was waiting for him. Instead, she'd simply ordered takeout for herself.The frozen peas pressed against her cheek had grown warm, and the redness on her skin had started to fade.Initially, she'd worried that if Hendrix saw the mark, he might cause trouble for the Prichett family. But now, it seemed that concern had been unnecessary.Glancing at the clock on the wall, Noelle assumed Hendrix probably wouldn't be coming back tonight.This was a feeling she was all too familiar with. Once again, she was alone in Nivis Villa. Hendrix was a husband in name only—nothing more.The only difference now was that she had to sleep in the master bedroom instead of the small bedroom she used to sleep in. And perhaps it was this change that kept Noelle awake. Even after lying down for a long time, sleep eluded her completely.For a fleeting moment, she even considered returning to the small bedroom at the en
Noelle turned over again, trying to force herself back to sleep. But as soon as she closed her eyes, the thirst became even more unbearable. After struggling for a few minutes, she finally decided to go downstairs for a glass of water.It was pitch dark downstairs. After switching on the staircase light, Noelle headed straight into the kitchen. Just as she finished filling her glass, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind her, "Pour me a glass, too."The suddenness of the sound startled Noelle, and the glass in her hand slipped and fell to the ground, shattering instantly. Hendrix reacted quickly—he grabbed her and pulled her aside just in time to keep her from getting cut by the flying shards of glass.But Noelle swiftly shook off his hand.Hendrix glanced down at his now empty palm before slowly withdrawing his hand. He then stepped forward, poured another glass of water, and held it out to Noelle.But she didn't take it, instead brushing past him to pour her own. Her action
Noelle couldn't quite remember how she made it back to bed.For the past few hours, her sleep had been fitful, hovering between dream and reality. In her haze, she felt an odd sensation on her body—almost like a dog burrowing against her. She groggily opened her eyes, only to find that there really was someone lying on top of her. Noticing she was awake, Hendrix didn't bother holding back. He grabbed her calf firmly and pressed down with more force.Noelle gritted her teeth. She couldn't help but reach out with the aim to claw a few marks across his face. But she was too slow. Without a second thought, Hendrix caught her hand and pinned it firmly against his chest. Unable to break free, Noelle decided to just let him have his way for now.To Hendrix, though, her passive response seemed like compliance, and it only excited him more. He flipped her around with increasing fervor.Seizing an opening when he let his guard down, Noelle kicked him straight in the stomach."Can you just
Hendrix charged forward. He wanted to stop the wedding and take Noelle back. But just as he was about to reach for her hand, his eyes suddenly snapped open.Blinding sunlight streamed through the window, stabbing into his eyes so harshly that it made him feel like tearing up. But he quickly composed himself and reached out to hold the woman lying beside him.Yet, all he found was a pillow.He was all alone in the room. Like the shattering of an illusion, Hendrix's expression shifted dramatically. Without hesitation, he sprang out of bed.As he rushed downstairs, he called Noelle on the phone.She picked up quickly. "Yes?""Where are you?" Hendrix's voice was hoarse and laced with unmistakable tension.Before Noelle could answer, the doorbell rang.On the other end of the line, Noelle seemed to hear it, too. Without bothering to ask what Hendrix wanted, she hung up and headed for the door.It was then Hendrix realized she had been in the backyard the whole time. He sighed with
Noelle and Dylan met at a café in the city.The moment they met, Dylan first turned his gaze on Noelle's cheek.Noelle immediately realized what he was thinking, but she didn't call him out. Instead, she asked, "How's your grandfather doing now?""He's fine, but there's no cure for Alzheimer's. So, I'm planning to take him out more while he's still in good spirits."Noelle was momentarily taken aback, but she nodded quickly. "Are you taking him on a vacation? That's a good idea. Once—""It's not exactly a vacation," Dylan interrupted, his voice lowering.Noelle suddenly realized what he meant. "So… you're planning to move abroad?""Yeah, something like that." Dylan took a deep breath before continuing, "I've already resigned from the school, and most of the paperwork is done. So, I'll probably be leaving next month. "Things are going to get busier for me from here on out, and I was worried that you wouldn't have the time. That's why I wanted to meet today—to say goodbye."Noe
Dylan laughed when he heard Noelle's words.Noelle didn't know why he was laughing, so she frowned.Dylan said, "It wasn't you who dragged me, but the other way round. After all, if not for those evidence, I wouldn't have let you go. But there's no ifs in this world, and it's kind of pointless to keep blaming each other."His words made Noelle laugh as well. She nodded again. "Yes. It's meaningless." Not only was recalling it meaningless, but even their current conversation… was utterly meaningless.Noelle realized this, and so did Dylan. As a result, the conversation could no longer continue.Noelle suddenly recalled her previous interactions with Dylan. She remembered that they used to have quite a lot to talk about. But now, as they sat facing each other, she couldn't think of anything to say.It wasn't just her. Dylan felt the same way.Noelle's coffee had long since been finished, and she had no intention of refilling it. She simply stood up. "Then, I'll get going. You… T
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