Unemployed Family? Hidden Tycoons Dote On Her novel Chapter 601

"Yeah, I'd agree with that," Arabella said with a nod.

Alfred looked puzzled. "How come?"

She frowned slightly before answering. "I don't think it's that she doesn't want to tell you—more like she can't."

"What does that mean?" Alfred studied her face. "Do you know something I don't?"

"Not really," Arabella shook her head. "If she hasn't told you or Ethan, why would she tell me?"

She paused, then added, "It's just a hunch."

"No wonder Ethan said Naomi feels like a different person lately," Alfred remarked quietly.

"Give it time," Arabella reassured him. "Let her work through it on her own."

She went on, "Either she'll figure it out, or things will come to a head eventually."

Alfred glanced at her and couldn't help but smile. "You're always so level-headed about this stuff."

Arabella shrugged. "Just calling it like I see it."

She raised an eyebrow at him playfully. "What, you wanna go digging around behind her back instead?"

She figured the Hamiltons weren't the type to do that. They'd respect Naomi's privacy—if she chose not to talk about it now, they'd trust her and let things unfold in their own time.

"Nah, no digging," Alfred said. "You're right. We'll just wait and see."

"Knew you'd say that," Arabella replied with a small, knowing smile.

Alfred's expression softened. "You really are the sharpest one in the room."

"I'll take that as a compliment," Arabella said, her tone light and a little pleased.

Alfred chuckled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Yeah, yeah."

"So, Alfred," Arabella changed the subject, "how long are you in town for this time?"

"No assignments right now, so I'll stick around a while," he said. "But you know how it is—if something comes up, I could be gone anytime."

Arabella nodded. She understood completely.

The car came to a smooth stop. "Here we are," Alfred said.

As she stepped out, Arabella asked, "You heading home?"

"Not yet. I'll stop by the team's office first," Alfred replied. "I'll pick you up after work, though."

"Sounds good," she agreed with a nod before turning toward the building.

Alfred watched her walk inside, a fond smile lingering in his eyes, then pulled away from the curb.

Arabella made her way to her office.

"Ms. Hamilton," Chloe greeted her, entering with a fresh cup of coffee and setting it carefully on the desk.

Arabella looked up. "How've things been running the past couple days?"

"Pretty smooth, all good here," Chloe answered.

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