Novel & Cerita The No-show

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"And you chase celebrities for a living? Ironic." She wasn't going to explain herself to him. The intercom came on. "We're going to land in ten minutes. I've called ahead, but there is no one there. No one figured out where we diverted to." There would be no crowds, and that suited Hailey just fine. "The offer is good until the plane stops moving. Then I rescind it and you're on your own," Noah said.

Nora, accompanied by her father Henry, walks out after being discharged from the hospital. Surprisingly, no one from the Nashville family, not even Terry, is present to receive her. While Nora feels disappointed, she is not entirely surprised by their absence, given her strained relationship with the family. "Why isn't Terry here?" Henry can't help but voice his curiosity, sensing Nora's annoyance towards the Nashville family. Nora, feeling frustrated with the entire situation, replies, "It's not like we need them, Father. Let's just go."

Without another word Noelle moved away from them. ********

“Damn if I know shit.” A taxi was about to hit my car, but I took a turn avoiding contact immediately. “That was a close hit,” Noah swore. Glancing back to the rearview mirror. “I haven't stayed long with Kate since she came back, but I knew how constantly her friends keep disturbing me. They'd slut my throat if anything bad happens to Kate.” “I'm going to London.” Noash head turned to me, his eyes wide open. “We, if you are leaving the country, it is me. Don't forget the police are watching, you're banned from leaving Houston in particular.”

My hands shook as I took the receipt. It wasn't my size. So it wasn't that the suit was too expensive. It was never meant for me. I took a deep breath, straightened my tie, and walked into the ballroom. The venue was stunning. The whispers were impossible to ignore. Everyone had already heard that Sylvia had postponed the wedding again. But I'd personally called every guest and invited them to come anyway. Some weren't even trying to lower their voices. "Luke's pathetic. The bride isn't even coming. Is he seriously planning to do this alone?"

Is everything okay? I typed and replied. Call me if you're not busy. I waited, but no response. I'm so doomed. Can I work with Reid again? Without imaging his lips pressed against mine? Can I look into his mesmerizing eyes without wanting to be wrapped against his muscular arms? Becca Dela Vine, you are in big big trouble, woman! I took deep breaths because of frustrations. My phone rang; it's an unlisted number, yet I picked it up. It might have been Sierra using her husband's phone.

Lucy stated as I looked around to see all eyes on me specifically not me and Cody again, including that of the introverted billionaire. “I guess that is the reason I love reality shows. They are not press releases, I don’t have to tell you anything one and also I don’t owe any information to you all since none of you are my fans.” “For good reason though.” Ainsley muttered as Lucy snorted her laugh. “Now while you two want to be one participant, we cannot do that, we are not evenly matched. Noah is missing.” Ashton the reclusive said as we all paused to hear the sound of a guitar from the direction of Noah’s room.

“I waited for hourrrs and he didn’t show up.” “But, like, I was there. I literally heard him set the reservation.” “And therrre was one! I got there earrrly and sssat at our table without a problem. But he jussst never showed up. And he hasssn’t answered my phone callsss or texts.” I’m stuttering harder than usual, unable to pace my speech properly in distress. Still, discussing this with Hailey does make me feel a little better. “Oh, Cynthia, I’m so sorry this happened.”

Before I can respond, one of the men suddenly calls out. “Mr. Wood…” Both of us turn immediately. One of them is staring at the screen in front of him with visible frustration. “Did you find something?” Noah asks sharply. The guy runs a hand over his face before looking back at him. “That’s the problem,” he mutters. “I can’t find a damn thing on the number.” Noah frowns deeply. “What do you mean?” “The number isn’t registered to anyone,” he replies. “No name, no. ID and no linked accounts… There is absolutely nothing.”