The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 705

Beatrice shared a lot with Noelle that night.

When she first invited Noelle to have a drink, Noelle had assumed she was going to persuade her on Hendrix's behalf. But instead, Beatrice ended up telling her countless stories about Hendrix's childhood.

At one point, she even went to pick up an album of Hendrix's photos to show Noelle. It was clear that while part of Hendrix's personality had been shaped by the Freeman family's upbringing, another part was simply innate.

While other children's first birthday and kindergarten photos were full of lively, mischievous expressions, Hendrix's was always the same-serious and composed. The man he was now seemed like an exact, grown-up version of the boy in those pictures.

By the end of the night, Noelle had almost forgotten the original purpose of her conversation with Beatrice. The two of them spent hours flipping through the photo album and chatting about Hendrix. They even managed to finish two bottles of wine.

Although Noelle didn't experience a hangover when she woke up the next morning, her mind remained somewhat heavy. As she turned over, she even found herself clutching one of Hendrix's childhood photos in her hand.

In the picture, he was sitting in front of a piano and staring solemnly at the camera. Noelle stared at it for a few moments before setting it aside and getting out of bed.

It was quiet in the villa. When Noelle went downstairs, the household staff informed her that Beatrice had already taken Rosie to the equestrian club.

Noelle called Beatrice. But before she could say anything, Rosie's voice came through, excitedly telling her to come see her pony. It was only then that Noelle remembered she hadn't yet seen Rosie's new pony.

Should I head over now?" she

up," Beatrice said. "The roads here are a bit tricky. Since it's your first time coming here, I'm worried you

glanced at the time. "That works. I'll go change real quick. Do I need

have

question it

that the driver Beatrice had arranged to pick her up would be Hendrix himself. A frown immediately appeared on her

stepped out of the car and opened the door for her, acting every part of a dutiful

she walked

gesturing to the side. Soon, the actual driver took the wheel, while Hendrix smoothly slid into the seat beside

and asked, "Aren't you the

said I was the

had no response to that, but her expression

After a pause

Hendrix said, "You've

been to the

actually have