Vanya refused to back down, saying, "Going abroad is convenient. You have to trust Duskfall’s influence."
"Duskfall has nothing to do with me. As I mentioned before, my decisions are based solely on my own interests.” Noah smirked, dismissing her suggestion. "Besides, you haven't proven yourself worthy of my trust."
Vanya stared at him, her expression masking her true thoughts. "You’ve surprised me," she said. She had initially pegged Noah as just another pampered rich kid, but she now realized he possessed cunning and a hidden depth for manipulation.
She had attempted to ascertain if Eustace was truly in Noah's possession, but her efforts proved inconclusive. Not only that, Noah appeared to be well-informed about Xavia's actions toward Eustace. He had gathered a wealth of information and orchestrated everything from the shadows. Upon reflection, it became evident that dealing with this young man was no less challenging than dealing with Joseph.
"All right, you can choose the location. Xavia's amniocentesis is scheduled for the 10th of next month, so we have more than twenty days left."
Noah's eyes sparkled with determination as he nodded, his gaze shifting toward the door. "Goodbye then."
*
Joseph waited for the herbalist’s assistant to collect the medicine before showering. As he prepared to retire to the bedroom, his phone rang.
"Mr. Joseph, Mr. Nathan is drunk and is at the cemetery. Could you please come and pick him up?"
Joseph instantly remembered that it was the anniversary of Daphne's passing and replied without hesitation, "I'll be there."
An hour later, he reached the cemetery and found Nathan in a state of heavy intoxication, clutching onto a tombstone. His eyes were bloodshot, and he alternated between bouts of laughter and tears, muttering incoherent words. It was challenging to decipher his speech.
"Mr. Nathan arrived early this morning and has been here the whole day," the security guard at the cemetery said with a sigh, his gaze fixed on the photo of a girl on the tombstone. "Mr. Nathan is a truly devoted lover."
It had been three years, and Nathan had come to visit every year on this day without fail.
Joseph arched an eyebrow. 'A devoted lover? He doesn't strike me as one. He didn't cherish her when she was alive, only to regret it deeply after losing her. This woman had treated him like the world.’
"Let's go." Joseph assisted Nathan to his feet and guided him toward the car and drove the latter back to his house.
After the whole ordeal was over, it was already four o'clock in the morning. Joseph did not want to disturb Chloe's rest by returning to Oceanic Residence at such a late hour and instead opted to head straight to Fairlight and endure the few hours before the morning meeting.
Chloe woke up and felt the emptiness beside her. It was cold. Confused, she wondered how early Joseph had left. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she ventured out of the bedroom and was greeted by an empty living room.
She froze on the spot and after a brief moment of confusion, she hurriedly called Joseph.
"Someone broke into my house! They've stolen everything in the living room!"
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