Chapter 235
“What do you mean? Are you saying Noelle really got it by
“How else? Didn’t she use the same tricks to secure deals with Mr. Russo and the others before?”
“And Mr. Freeman doesn’t mind? Wait. Isn’t she Mr. Freeman’s ex–wife?”
“Seems like it. Maybe this time she played the sympathy card. Poor Mr. Freeman, still stuck dealing with a woman like her…”
The chatter abruptly stopped.
The one speaking the most enthusiastically suddenly caught sight of Noelle stepping out of the elevator.
Her face was expressionless, giving no clue as to how much she might have overheard. All they could do was awkwardly greet her.
Noelle gave them a polite nod and, with the confident click of her high heels, headed toward the director’s office, as though nothing had happened at all.
Noelle spent the entire day in the meeting room. Due to the cold air conditioning, her throat became a little painful again.
When she went back to Galaxy Grove, it was already late at night.
Dylan wasn’t around, but she didn’t call him. Instead, she lay on the couch and closed her eyes.
She didn’t know how long she had slept. When she woke up she was still alone.
Given Noelle’s understanding of Dylan’s routine, she hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to call him.
“I’m at the lab at school,” he said. “Lneed to adjust some data.”
“Alright. Take your time,” she replied.
“Hmm, your voice sounds a bit hoarse. Are you still not feeling well?”
“I’m fine. Just don’t overwork yourself.”
“Okay,” Dylan responded with a smile and ended the call, his gaze shifting to the person in front of him.
Hendrix was toying with his wine glass, swirling its contents slowly. The orange liquid splashed against the ice cubes, and the tingling sensation was felt as it passed his lips.
Dylan took a sip but felt uncomfortable and put the glass down, while the man beside him had already drunk several cups.
After hearing him hang up the phone, Hendrix chuckled lightly and said, “You seem to be quite good at lying to her. This definitely isn’t the first time, right?”
“How I interact with Noelle is none of your concern, is it? By the way, we’ve been sitting here for a while now. If you have something to say, feel free to speak directly.”
“Mr. Pritchett is a smart man. You should know what my purpose is.” Hendrix pushed a document over and said, This is the offer letter from Arizon University. I heard it’s your dream?”
Dylan glanced at the document but didn’t move.
