Noelle had spent the last few years living in Aldoria. She shook her head. "None of the so-called acquaintances left a good impression on me."
"What about Yasnia?" Cedric asked.
Noelle smiled. "Yasnia's nice."
"In that case, don't ever come back to Aldoria again. Stay where you truly feel happy," Cedric said as he gently took her hand.
Noelle's heart warmed. After all, Yasnia was where her friends and the person she loved were. That was why she liked it so much.
Once the helicopter arrived in Yasnia, Noelle stepped off and was surprised to find herself facing a beautiful villa. She blinked in surprise. "What is this place?"
"My house. It's too late to land anywhere else, and this is the only place with a helipad."
Nolle looked around her and commented, "I'm only realizing now that my boyfriend is dirt rich."
"As the lady of the villa, care to take a look?"
"Sure." The two exchanged a glance and walked hand-in-hand.
…
The next morning, they were woken up by a phone call. When Noelle opened her eyes, Cedric held her hand down and said, "I'll get it."
Wearing a bathrobe, he walked to the window to take the call.


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