Even though Winter had seen Simon before, his face was not clear last time because of an injury on his forehead. Now that she was looking at Simon's face, which was prettier than any girl's, Winter could not help feeling dazzled and a little bit jealous.
Why did every guy Noelle knew have to be so good-looking? First, it was Xavier, and then Simon. Even Charles had given Noelle special attention at the mall. Hidden from view, Winter gave Noelle a mean glare.
"Noelle, didn't you notice that Mr. York is here? Come and say hello!" Jade scolded Noelle, urging her to stand up.
Noelle just pressed her lips together. "I'm not feeling too good. Mr. York, you won't mind, right?" she said, staying where she was.
Simon just lifted an eyebrow, suddenly thinking Noelle was way more interesting than anyone else in the Shaw family. He flashed a grin. "Ms. Noelle, if you aren't feeling well, then stay seated!" he said, sitting down next to her.
Noelle felt stiff all over and sat up as straight as she could. Simon seemed to enjoy that even more. He lazily pushed an empty cup toward her. "Your hands aren't feeling bad, are they?"
Noelle scowled. She really did not like Simon acting so carefree, but she managed to hold back her annoyance. With a small smile, she poured coffee for Simon.
Julian watched Noelle and breathed a little easier when he saw she was following along. "It's a real honor for our Shaw family to have you visit, Mr. York" Julian said, glancing at Noelle. "About what happened before, Noelle just got mixed up and hurt you by mistake. We're really hoping you won't hold it against her, Mr. York."
Simon raised an eyebrow. "Really? And why did you ask me here today, Mr. Shaw?"
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