Novel1Chapter 725 Noelle tossed and turned in bed for what felt like hours before finally drifting into a restless sleep. When she woke up, the sky outside was already bright. She jolted awake and immediately rushed to the study, but Hendrix was no longer there.
The household staff informed her that Hendrix had already left by the tthey arrived. It seemed he had driven off early in the morning.
Noelle didn't say anything, only pursed her lips tightly. When she returned to the bedroom, she found a note Hendrix had left for her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt said he needed to handle smatters and wouldn't be back for a few days. However, he didn't specify where he was going.
Noelle stared at the note for a while before slowly tucking it away.
That sday, she saw news reports about Erwin. But perhaps because too many people were involved, the reports didn't reveal much, and the story barely made a ripple.
Noele didn't believe this was the whole story. The current calm was merely the lull before the storm.
Just as she was growing increasingly anxious about the situation, Marla called her. She informed her that Marshall had been discharged from the hospital and was hosting a small party to celebrate.
Noelle wasn't in a mood for a party. But since it was the Swift family inviting her, she hesitated. "Are you not free?" Marla asked.
Noelle snapped out of her thoughts and quickly replied, "No, I am. What tis the party? I'll go early. Maybe there's something I can help with?" Her quick agreement wasn't because she didn't dare to refuse. It was because something suddenly cto mind. Given how close Dylan was with the Swift family now, there was a high chance he would be there as well. That meant she might be able to get sanswers from him.
Marla soon sent Noelle the tand location of the party. Since Marshall had just recovered from a serious illness, a lively event wouldn't be ideal. Instead, the guest list was and the party would be held at one limited to close friends and wet of the Swift family's estates.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Noelle saw the guest list, she had a feeling that the Swift family might be planning to announce something important.
Marshall had narrowly escaped death this time. For someone in his position, if he had suddenly passed, the immense wealth he left behind would have undoubtedly shind
fierce battle. And given how deeply he foved Marla, there was no way he would have wanted her to face such a scenario. So... Noelle didn't dwell on it further.
When the driver stopped the car, she composed herself and stepped but. She had calone tonight and arrived early. She had intended to greet Marla first, but as soon as she entered the estate, she ran into Dylan.
"Hello, Noelle," he greeted her with a smile. He was dressed in a white suit, his hair neatly combed And with that signature gentle smile on his lips, he still carried the srefined elegance as always. Noelle paused for a moment before nodding at him.
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