The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 22 Chapter 22

Noelle lowered her eyes, staring at the photograph in the newspaper. In it, she looked disheveled and utterly

humiliated.

However, right now, she was calm. She did not say anything as she picked up the newspaper and threw it into a nearby trash can. Then, she opened the car door again.

"Let's go," she told Levi, her voice calm.

Levi did not dare start the car. He just looked at Hendrix cautiously.

Hendrix was staring at Noelle impassively.

Noelle did not look at him. She didn't even give him a second glance as she rolled the window up.

When that happened, Hendrix turned and went into the horse without hesitation.

He wasn't looking at Noelle, but Noelle was staring after him, watching his back as he left. She knew what

going to go to the party with her, so

own.

Noelle was used to this. After all, she'd always

much livelier

never hidden Maxwell's identity. They were just cold toward him and clearly showed who their heir of choice was when

that he was back, they were throwing a lavish

behind this, but Maxwell did not tell Noelle why. Noelle did not ask, either. After all, this

Maxwell, a

behind her to know who it was. She had no intention of giving her attention, but just as she was about to

traveled in a pack, so when she grabbed Noelle's hand, her other two friends went ahead and blocked

like they did in

and looked over at Ruth. "Do you need anything?" she

stare, Ruth suddenly

as pretty as Sandra, but her skin was so fair it was almost glowing, especially when contrasted with her black gown. Her eyes weren't large, but

at Ruth.

with a scoff. "What's with that look? Why are you looking