"It's me," Noelle said.

"I know," Hendrix replied.

"Did you handle the situation with Ebony?"

Though she phrased it as a question, her tone said otherwise.

Hendrix paused on the other end before responding with a quiet, "Yes."

"Thank you for your help, but let's end it right here. There's no need to blacklist him."

"What's the matter? Are you feeling sorry for him?" Hendrix asked, a hint of mockery in his voice. "Why would you feel sorry for a man who threw you under the bus the moment things went wrong?"

Noelle naturally understood his implication but simply replied calmly, "If he had spoken up for me back then, it would've only made things worse. Besides, we were just colleagues, so he had no obligation to defend me. And it's not like he was the only one who stood by and did nothing, right?"

momentarily speechless

As for the rest, let's

show some mercy? Cut us some slack, and let us move on,

you have to talk

to talk, then?

Noelle finished speaking, the line fell silent on

instead, he abruptly ended the call. She stared at her darkened phone screen, understanding that

she pushed the matter aside

then, the doorbell

was the first to reach the door, but her expression froze when

down and pinched her nose indulgently.

Noelle and Seline. So, when Dylan

aback by

then, Noelle had already walked over and taken Rosie's

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