Chapter 18

Angie looked absolutely wretched, which had Noah frowning at the sight.

"Wayne, go help."

Wayne Hudson immediately took an umbrella and got out of the car to help her up.

Angie hadn't expected to be left out in the cold. Noah had sent Wayne to her side instead of assisting her himself.

Her eyes reddened.

She felt resentful, but at least she achieved her objective.

Angie endured her grievances as she was escorted inside.

The car stopped before the porch, away from the raging storm. Noah then got out of the car.

He had just gotten out when Angie ran up and leaned against him. "You're finally home, Noah. I heard that Colt was missing. I got worried…"

Her face was wet with rain. She looked every bit anxious with her red-rimmed eyes.

She reached out to grab his hand but he was quick to dodge.

He looked askance at her. The look in his eyes was one of mixed feelings but it eventually gave way to a hint of tenderness. "Have Ms. Grant change her clothes."

"No. Where is Colt? It's storming outside. I'm worried!"

Angie caught a glimpse of tenderness in Noah's eyes and decided to strike while the iron was hot in her excitement.

She refused. Despite being drenched by the rain, she wanted to give him a show.

"Do as I say!"

"Noah…"

Angie wanted to say more but he passed her and headed straight upstairs.

Of course, she wouldn't give up quite so easily. She lifted her drenched skirt and trailed after him.

she heard the sound

soft voice rang

could feel

home, Daddy!" Thomas Grant ran up to Noah

and held him

Daddy's here. Don't be scared." Noah hugged Thomas

an hour ago that the butler found Colton in the corner of the attic

felt an inexplicable pain

It hurt.

used to keep

but his so-called father had arrived

felt how gentle Noah's hold was while

rested his head on his shoulder. He was just thinking of riding the scum of the human as a means to rest, only to be met

beat when she heard Colton's voice. Fortunately, she was quick to regulate her

You… You're home? I

as she lunged to grab the child's hand only

much milder with beautiful women but he didn't want a bad woman who was

instinctive dodging

at the excited Angie who was soaked to the bone. "I'll take care of

by his side tonight. It was always me

were red and

for

he could speak, the child in his arms shrank. He

with me today. Can I not sleep in the

again. When have I ever

nearly

in time and kept her gentle tone of

was no fool. The look on his face was not a

Colt's ramblings, Noah. How could I possibly make him sleep in the attic? He's the precious child of the household. I'm also his aunt. I wouldn't treat him badly. You have to believe

despised the brat in

wouldn't have locked him in the attic if it weren't for the fact that the brat stayed wide awake whenever it rained and caused her to lose

and nurturing image to move Noah was now a mess. Was this little bastard trying to tear

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