The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 707

"Forget it," Noelle quickly said. "There's no point in me asking when he obviously doesn't want to tell me."

Beatrice hadn't expected the conversation to take this turn. She was about to explain on Hendrix's behalf when Noelle took Rosie's hand. "Let's go rest over there."

Rosie nodded eagerly at Noelle's suggestion. She had been riding for a while, and her cheeks were flushed from the sun.

Beatrice watched them leave, then quietly pulled out her phone to send a message to Hendrix.

"I'm in Tilwick. It'll probably take two or three days to handle things here. You and Rosie should stay at Sienna Villa for now. I'll pick you up when I get back."

"I'm at the airport."

"The plane is about to take off."

"Just got off the plane. Heading to the hotel now."

the messages Hendrix sent to Noelle throughout his trip. He even included several photos corresponding

stream of messages, her fingers hovering over the screen for a moment before finally

thought her brief reply would make Hendrix stop

details about the hotel he

muted

her annoyance, or maybe he just got too busy, but the random updates

phase of a project, a crane had malfunctioned,

a few dozen seconds long—spread like wildfire

camping outside Amity Group's subsidiary for days, demanding justice. They had even brought the deceased's body, covered

age of social media, their protest

all live-streaming

undoubtedly thrust Amity Group into the

from them now carried immense

watched a few clips of