Chapter 139 Good Intentions Turning into a Misunderstanding

Noel let out a soft chuckle as he began removing his jacket and sening the collar of his shirt. Whitney was at a loss for words, feeling a surge of panic

She lowered her voice and called out,

“you still want to wash your hair?” He Ignored her frustration and walked straight to the bathroom

Whitney quickly followed. “What do you mean? Are you here to fix the showerhead for me?” she asked.

“There’s a toolboxoves there. Bring II,” Noel said casually.

Whitney stood there for a moment before hrying to get the small orange toolbox and walking back to himquickly. She was still curious. “How did you know l called ML. Hughton?”

Noel took a screwdiver from the toolbox, his tall frame easily reaching the showerhead,

1. ad. “I was nearby,” he replied simply.

When he had entered the living room earlier, be overheard base on the plooie.

Someone had gone down to the basement to check, and there was no issue with the main plumbing. The workers who typically handled thes Howard residence. When Isaac mentioned the issue, Norl decided to come and take a look himself.

Noel, with his architectural background, knew a great deal about repairs sachad once seen him fix an old record player for Elijah

sweren’t in

In the blink of an eye, after Noel disassembled and adjusted the showerhead a few times, water started flowing. Whitney couldn’t help but be impressed, he was quite the all–munder

Sull, the water flow wasa!

We’ll need to replace it tomorrow,” Noel

nothing. I’ll just wash my hair quickly,” whitey replied.

to my room..” he started, but Whitney quickly interupted him

her

room to wash up. I’ll be in the

bold he was being “No need, I’ll just wash my hair. You

toward the door.

misunderstanding.” Noel multed under his breath as he walked

hurriedly closed the door, tumed on the shower, and began rinsing her hair. The water flow was weak, and

for a towel, but it was handed to her instead. Wiping hereyes, she blinked and looked

showerhead, his voice calm.

cascading down her long strands. She still had foam trapped in her strands, so

gently massaged her scalp, and Whitney’s body instantly stiffened. His pressure was just right, gently helping to wash it all

draping a towel over

felt rigid as if she could hudly stand she muttered, “Thank you.”

her hair and stepped out of the bathroom, she found Noel

earlier incident, she said, “I found out who tampered with my computer. It was Beata from our

suradable, but not surprised. “You didn’t report her,” he stated, not as a question but as a certainty, as if he knew

is

“Rachel,” Whitney replied

Even if they lick her

finished speaking, but Noel didn’t say anything. She

late, and with the showerhead fixed, it wouldn’t be appropriate for Noel to stay

jacket. “Islate. Get

room, Nori called

investigate the anhitecture department at Howard Group Look into anything Rachel has worked

from Howard Group sent to Seabourke Architectural institute recently,

simply acknowledged it with a grunt before hanging up the

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