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Chapter 170

    Cedric leaned back into the couch with his shirt open, his corbones exposed to the air.


    Noelle felt seduced by his leisurely attitude.


    She looked down and said, "It''s just a kind suggestion."


    "Don''t worry, she''ll sleep with me."


    Cedric smirked and said, "Kiddo, you''ve got many ideas at your young age."


    Noelle''s mood soured after hearing that. She couldn''t imagine him being so nice to other women. Thinking of him sleeping on the same bed with someone else made her feel bad.


    She calmed down. "I''m going back to rest."


    She turned and left, mming the door while she left.


    Cedric heard the noise she made and raised an eyebrow. Had she gotten angry?


    "Cedric, you''re being dishonest. You don''t have a girlfriend. Liar!"


    "I hadn''t lied to her. Wouldn''t your girlfriend sleep with you?"


    Alfred sipped at his lemonade. "You''re ying verbal games with her. Noelle is so sweet. She even ced this by my bedside. If not for her background, I think she''d be a great match for you."


    Cedric''s eyes darkened. "Don''t make jokes like that."


    "Alright, back to the topic. I received news that the surveince footage for Xenia''s exam has been obtained. She''d cheated and there''s concrete evidence. What are you nning to do about this?"


    Cedric smiled, but it never reached his eyes. "We''ll do what needs to be done" Pests like her had to be destroyed.


    ...


    After Noelle got back, she thought of what Cedric had said. She wanted to beat him to a pulp.


    She cuddled up in bed, feeling sad.


    Initially, she''d forgotten that Cedric had a girlfriend and thought that she could forget about it if she ignored it. However, in the end she was merely lying to herself.


    ?


    She proposed to move out so that Donovan wouldn''t track her back to Cedric when he found out she''d moved out. Because of this, Noelle


    deep.


    The next day, she received a call from James Ms. Liddell, the game you helped to create is about to be published We need all the participants to do a meeting together. You need to show up as a technical support too. Are you free in the afternoon?"


    "I don''t want to go. Having one less person won''t affect anything."


    She didn''t want to see anyone from the Liddell family.


    "Ms. Liddell. This has to do with work. I know what you''re thinking, but that''s an issue on its own. Work is work. If your future business of work has to do with the Liddells, are you going to escape it for the rest of your life?"


    "Who said I was trying to escape?"


    Noelle thought for a moment before saying, "I''lle overter."


    After hanging up, he felt a little frustrated. She wouldn''t escape.


    Noelle headed straight to the hospital where Frank was still being hospitalized.


    After walking into the room, she saw many people from each project department. They were really having a meeting.


    While she was on the way here, she''d considered whether it was a trap for her.


    When Frank saw her, he nced at her warmly and said, "You''re here. Start the meeting."


    Noelle stood outside and listened to everyone speak. Some evenined that the partners were pushing too hard.


    She considered that a few days ago Cedric and Alfred hadn''t beening home. They''d probably gone to handle issues rted to the game.


    After the meeting ended, Noelle prepared to leave without a backwards nce. "Noelle, wait."


    They were the only people left in the room.


    Frank said, "Donovan came backst night. Do you know that?"


    "I know, but my decision isn''t going to change."


    Noelle had just reached the door when people appeared. The man in front of


    everyone wore a suit. He was handsome and stern.


    Donovan asked, "Where do you think you''re going?"
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