Chapter 40 Rolex’s Room Noah sat on the edge of the bed, eyes fixed on the television in front of him with clear disgust. Rolex stood nearby, arms crossed, sharing the same expression. On the screen— Bianca’s scandal played out again. Noah scoffed. “Can’t believe she was once our fvck buddy,” he muttered. Rolex let out a short laugh. “At this point, I envy Trevor. He never even touched her.” Noah shook his head slowly, as if trying to erase the memory. “Honestly… I regret it,” he admitted. “Same,” Rolex said immediately. Then, unexpectedly, both of them burst into laughter— half regret, half disbelief at how far things had gone. When the laughter faded, Noah leaned back slightly. “By the way…” he said, narrowing his eyes. “Who’s that girl?” Rolex glanced at him. “Why are you asking?” Noah shrugged. “Come on, man. It’s not like you told me you and Cathy are back together.” Rolex smirked faintly. “And why should I tell you? It’s not like we share everything.” Noah sig
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