The Sway and Slide of Love by Jean Song

Chapter 804

Hendrix's attitude was uncharacteristically deferential-enough to arouse suspicion and anxiety.

But Marshall remained far calmer than Marla. He raised his glass without hesitation and said, "No need for apologies. What matters is that Noelle's been found."

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Swift," Hendrix replied.

The two men conversed pleasantly, and after downing his drink in one gulp, Hendrix turned to look at Noelle.

Noelle was frowning at the Swift couple, as if something had just occurred to her -or perhaps she was simply trying to recall a memory.

But even that small action was enough to make Marla visibly uneasy.

Clutching her wine glass, Marla hesitated for a moment before asking Noelle, "But why was there no news from you during that time? You have no idea how frantic Mr. Freeman was searching for you here. Were you unreachable, or was there another reason?"

eyes fixed on Noelle, searching

loss from Dylan, something about it still felt unreal. Marla couldn't be

might still not know who I am. But maybe it's because this city feels so familiar that I've started

soon as the words left

asked quickly. Her flustered voice seemed to give something away. Realizing her slip, she immediately glanced at Marshall. Marshall was frowning

her eyes as if in

had been quietly observing, cut in smoothly. "You don't need to force

a glass of water and placed it in front of her. "Don't stress over it. You'll get better with time,"

Hendrix, however, had been

harmless, and with him right there, he doubted Dylan would dare to tamper with it Still, he refused

glass aside and called for a server to

blatant distrust. "Mr. Freeman, isn't that a bit excessive?

overthinking it, Mr.