Quentin was kissing Noelle when a car pulled up in front of them. It was a black Mercedes with an unfamiliar license plate.As the rear window rolled down, Michael's handsome face appeared. Noelle was momentarily distracted by the sight. Quentin let go of Noelle and turned around. When he saw Michael, he gently took Noelle's hand, which felt cold."Get in touch with Emmie. She won't show up unless you do," Michael said casually. It had been more than three years since Noelle last saw Michael.She remembered how Michael held her hand, played with her, and carried her on his shoulders. He treated her like she was the most important person in his life. Everything changed when he met Lia.Noelle tightened her fist and responded, "Mr. Xanthos, you're giving me too much credit. I would've done it ten years ago if I could've persuaded her to stay. You wouldn't still be playing this game of hide and seek with her now, would you?"She knew Michael had come for Emmie. For years, it had been
Xyla cried beautifully and sadly. Suddenly, she held her throat and struggled to breathe. Quentin quickly scooped her into his Maybach and ordered, "Hurry. To the hospital!"Noelle turned around and was deeply affected by what she saw. Though she knew Quentin cared deeply about Xyla, it still hurt her to see him panic as he carried Xyla away. She turned around and got into Michael's car.…Emmie was at a closed-off excavation site for an ancient tomb on the outskirts of Dragfort. She received a WhatsApp message from Michael. "This is the man you found for your daughter!" Attached to the message was a photo of Quentin carrying Xyla away.Her heart skipped a beat. She turned to her assistant and said, "Let's call it a day. I have to leave." She ignored the dust on her clothes, and she left immediately.It took Emmie more than three hours to get to the center of Dragfort. She traveled mountain roads, highways, and city streets.At 8:00 pm, she reached the destination shown in Michae
Just as Noelle was about to fall, someone caught her just in time. Noelle looked up and saw the worried look on John's face."Noelle?" John said. He was the owner of the Luminous Grand Hotel and he was there for an inspection."Mr. Xenos..." Noelle blinked back her tears.John noticed blood on his hands when he let go of her. He questioned, "Are you hurt? Did they hurt you?"Noelle shook her head as she replied, "No."Without hesitation, John took her hand and said, "Come on, let's get you to the hospital!"…Janet had arranged for the best medicine for Noelle and Quentin through a friend, but she couldn't reach them on their phones. So, she called Martin directly. "Have you seen Quentin and Elle?"Martin was at the hospital. Quentin had stayed behind after Xyla was taken there, and Martin hadn't left either. He had even been sleeping in the car."Mrs. Lowe, Madam Noelle has been taken away by her father," Martin replied.After a pause, Janet asked, "What about Quentin?"Mar
Quentin looked worried. His forehead creased with concern, and he felt his chest tighten.The doctor helped Noelle with her wound and warned her not to touch it again to prevent scarring. After thanking the doctor, Noelle prepared to leave. Quentin tried to help her, but she pulled away from him."Mr. Lowe, you should get ready for the courthouse," Noelle said coldly. She showed her determination to proceed with the divorce immediately.As she began to walk away, Quentin grabbed her wrist, and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you with Michael! I'm sorry!" He genuinely meant his apology, though there was a hint of his usual controlling nature in his words.Noelle smiled thinly and said, "You've apologized enough, Quentin. You'll never prioritize me over Xyla. So, why keep holding on to this marriage?"Seeing the pain in her eyes, Quentin felt a sharp ache in his own heart. Holding her tighter, he asked, "What if I promise it won't happen again?"He dreaded the thought o
Noelle's phone rang. It was Janet calling."Elle, are you okay?"Just moments ago, Quentin had informed Janet that Noelle had returned. Upon hearing Janet's voice, Noelle felt a lump in her throat."I'm fine, Mom," Noelle answered.Janet breathed a sigh of relief and ordered, "Bring Quentin and drop by later. I've got some great healing ointments here. I'll apply them for you."Noelle replied, "Okay."After ending the call, Noelle exited the courthouse lobby. Quentin unlocked the Maybach's door, expecting her to join him. But without a word, she hailed a taxi instead.Quentin's heart sank.They soon arrived at the Lowe Mansion. From a distance, Noelle spotted Janet waiting at the entrance. As Noelle drew closer, Janet reached out, taking her hand and giving her a thorough once-over."Elle, did Michael do anything to you?" Janet asked."No, Mom," Noelle replied, shaking her head.Janet visibly relaxed. She guided Noelle inside the house and passed her the ointment bought from
"Mom, what's wrong?"Noelle's heart skipped a beat.Emmie softened her tone and continued, "I'm fine. I'm just about to head to the work site. Don't worry, I'm okay."Noelle breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "He ... hasn't been hard on you, has he?""Not at all, Elle." Emmie coughed again. "I'm about to leave. Get in touch later."Emmie hung up. The chilly weather from last night had given her a headache and a bit of a cough.As Emmie turned around, she found Michael staring at her intently. Emmie froze."Are you trying to become sick by taking a cold shower just so I can't touch you?"Michael drew near, his voice low and frigid. They were both dressed in pajamas.Emmie's slim ankles and calves were visible, while Michael's chest muscles were on display due to his pajama sleeves hanging carelessly. Emmie averted her gaze."You've already got Lia. Why bother chasing after me? If I'm not mistaken, Lia ought to be in Dragfort City as well."She's been with you for so many ye
Janet glanced back, her tone firm. "You've brought this upon yourself. You have a good wife waiting at home, yet you insist on pursuing other women."With a dismissive air, Janet turned away, making her way upstairs without sparing her son another glance. Quentin felt increasingly uneasy. It was as if everyone was targeting him.Just then, Dennis called. "Care to join me for a drink at noon?"Feeling despondent, Quentin agreed without hesitation. After three drinks at Bellagio Bistro, Dennis leaned back in his chair and carelessly loosened his tie."I heard Xyla had another medical emergency yesterday. Why does she keep getting sick? Why won't she kick the bucket already?" Dennis remarked casually.Quentin shot Dennis a sharp look and responded, "Watch what you say. She was spooked by Michael."Dennis continued, unfazed, "Why doesn't Michael go scare someone else?"Quentin was left speechless, wondering whether Dennis had intentionally called him out to upset him."How would I
Noelle could not believe Quentin had the nerve to accuse her of seducing him.Quentin's large hands firmly gripped Noelle's waist, the warmth of his palms seeping through the thin silk pajamas and onto her skin. His gaze lingered somewhere on her body. Noelle noticed his stare and quickly pulled up her pajamas to conceal her chest."Hadn't you had enough of Xyla?" she asked disgustingly.Quentin remained silent, frustrated by Noelle's constant mentioning of Xyla. With his hands still holding her waist, Quentin lifted Noelle and placed her on the bed. His towering figure loomed over her, his handsome eyes burning."I've never seen her naked. I only see her as a sister," Quentin declared. As Noelle lay beneath Quentin, her silky hair cascaded like a waterfall. The contours of her body were visible through her pajamas.Quentin's mind drifted back to when their bodies had been intertwined. A surge of desire coursed through him as he leaned in to kiss her. But Noelle quickly covere