Chapter 132

Noelle snapped, flailing and punching Quentin in his arms. "Do you want me to die from exhaustion?" She could barely move after one round, and he still wanted to go again? He just wanted her dead!

Her reaction undoubtedly pleased him. Quentin held her close, pinning her on the large bed… Much later, he emerged from the bathroom, feeling refreshed. As he tied the belt on his robe, he said, "I'll have someone keep an eye on Lia Woodworth. I'll see to it that she won't get another chance to harm your mother."

Noelle lowered her gaze. Her voice was full of resentment as she asked, "So, we're just going to let her get away with it?"

Quentin turned to face her. His gentle gaze landed on her petite figure. "We need to be patient and wait for the right opportunity; we can't rush things. Besides, your father might have known about her hiring someone to harm your mother."

Her breath hitched in her throat. Noelle couldn't believe that her father was aware of this, and he did nothing to stop L