NovelReadingNoelle's eyes carried a cold glint as she refuted, "How could I have known Xenia's plan? This is just karma at work." She glanced at the empty milk bottle on the table. "There's still a little left inside. I'll use it as evidence." She hadn't drunk the milk and poured most of it out to leave just enough for proof.
Frank looked at Noelle with a complicated gaze. He'd guessed that she'd known about Xenia's plan and simply played along so that Xenia could have a taste of her own medicine. They'd all figured it out.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrank urged, "Go ahead and get srest in the guest room, Noelle. We'll deal with this tomorrow." Noelle turned and entered the guest room.
Once she left, Frank couldn't help but say, "Have you noticed how much Noelle has changed, Blake? She knew about Xenia's vicious schand could've stopped it, yet she stayed in the bathroom and watched as Gordon..." He couldn't accept that Noelle had just stood by and done nothing.
Blake scoffed. "If Noelle hadn't been smart, she would've been the victim tonight. I think she did the right thing, and Xenia deserves to suffer the consequences of her actions." "But was this really necessary? Couldn't we just give Xenia a lesson?" Frank was unsettled by the fact that Noelle had watched Gordon assault Xenia without interfering.
"You're too soft, Frank. Noelle did the right thing, and we should call the police to have them investigate. Maybe they'll find evidence linking this to Xenia." "Forget it. Reporting this would ruin the reputation of the ladies in our family. Plus, Xenia has suffered enough." Blake disagreed but didn't call the police either. They would see how things played out the next day.
Noelle returned to the guest room and locked the door. As she lay in bed, she thought about Gordon and Xenia's thrilling scene and figured the latter must be seething with rage. What a show, huh? She was too excited to sleep, so she picked up her phone and saw a message from Cedric telling her to reply if she was free. She thought about it before texting back.
. "I've just watched an exciting show, but you're probably asleep by now. I'll tell you about it tomorrow." As soon as she sent the text, Cedric video-called her. Noelle answered and looked at him on the screen. "Why are you still awake this late?" His gaze was deep as he said, "Because you haven't replied yet." Noelle chuckled. "If I didn't reply all night, would you have waited till morning?" "I might just wait outside the Liddell residence." Noelle knew he wasn't joking. Rolling over on the bed, she said, "It's true that I didn't have tto reply earlier." "What happened?" "Little bitch tried to setup, but she ended up suffering the consequences herself." She recounted the entire incident.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Cedric heard about the spiked milk, his expression darkened instantly. "I'll pick you up." "No need. I'm not that stupid.
Gordon is the only person she can control, and now that he's gone, the only person left for her to on is her father, who's very much alive." And that was exactly what Noelle wanted. Cedric's gaze turned cold. "I still don't feel at ease."
"It's fine. I can handle myself. Plus, the rest of the brothers, except for Donovan, are on my side for now." Noelle intended to push Xenia to a dead end. Cedric pressed his lips into a thin line. He'd been investigating Sean but hadn't found any clues.
They talked for a while before Noelle drifted off to sleep. He listened to her steady breathing, and his expression softened. He'd believed the car accident back then was just an unfortunate incident, but now that it seemedtherewas more to it, he needed to reinvestigate.
What exactly were the Merlocks hiding?
The next morning, Noelle yawned as she went downstairs, only to find a group of housekeepers gathered in the main hall. She frowned and walked over. "What's going on?" "Gordon took his life in the basement last night.'
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