Chapter 100

Madeline lamented in dismal as despair ate away her sanity.

“Cool your head, Ms. Grant. The person who can identify the killer might not be around anymore, but the killer is still out there.”

The realization then hit Madeline.

That was right. The killer was still alive.

Madeline could reveal the truth herself if no one was there to identify her.

Noah left Maple Forest villa and headed to Quinton Corporation.

Only, he could not shake off the image of Madeline’s tear. Noah felt unrest the whole day.

He felt waves of uneasiness rushing over him, and the mere act of breathing was giving him a heartache.

It was hard for Noah to imagine the hurt and pain Madeline went through in their marriage.

Noah was lost in his thoughts that he did not realize that Dylan was right before his eyes.

“What’s on your mind, Noah? You can’t even see me. Am I invisible to you? Oh, that makes me so sad!”

“What are you doing here?” Interrupted in his thoughts, Noah was feeling worse than before.

“What am I doing here? I came to redress your wound. I told you to come to me, but you refused. I didn’t want to hear about inflammation in the middle of the night. I’m not getting any younger, so the midnight wake-ups will kill me…”

Dylan said while putting the medical kit on the nearby coffee table.

Noah wanted to refuse, but Dylan had a point. Hence, Noah approached a sofa and took a seat.

As though resigning to his fact, Noah let Dylan redress his wound.

“Noah, don’t make that face as if I’m taking advantage of you. You’re making me blush.” Dylan made a bashful look while holding a gauze against his face.

Noah was tempted to give one to Dylan.

“Get lost!”

sound lively. I guess you’re on

have a lot to say today, Dylan. Can you shut up?”

Dylan did not waste time on small

only able to move around freely thanks to

the same position would be put on bed

in good shape, but his body could not take continuous blows. He should take time off to rest. Their laboratory had found success in a drug that could patch up an injury

Noah, postponing dates because the former was

two cans of beer from the fridge without

a patient, and yet you’re giving me a drink? Did you forget

so you know you’re a patient, huh? You look so glum. I thought you’d rather not get

earned him a can thrown in

the can, held it against his chest, and

head as

up and hunched down to help

buy

“Alright!”

was close to dawn, it was still quite

much to drink. She kept her balance by holding against the door frame of the bar entrance as she stumbled

on Angie’s tiny frame as the pair staggered along. On their way out, Angie tripped over the door sill and nearly

next to him a slap. “Watch

sorry. It was my fault. I didn’t keep my feet…” Despite the

when he got a good look

you were holding me, darling. My bad. Don’t take it to heart. The slap must hurt a lot. Let me

meaty hand felt

and down

Angie as she cursed the fat man in her

fall… Um… I wonder

was not going to give Jerry a free pass, especially after what she had gone through. It

much do you want? Fill in whatever number you want.” The alcohol had drained away the

out his phone from his pocket and tapped multiple times to

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