Chapter 892
Noah was left speechless.
Was he supposed to just swallow his pride and stay silent?
Unable to do much else, he could only reluctantly follow behind Hannah.
Svelton.
Since returningst night, the atmosphere at E&S Haven had been unusually tense.
Even by lunchtime, Sheena had not spoken a word.
Elliot sighed inwardly, grateful that he knew she was troubled by Howard’s situation; otherwise, he
might have thought she was upset with him again.
“Nana, stop worrying. Let’s finish our meal first, and then we can discuss solutions toge
Hedled a bowl of freshly made soup, cing it in front of Sheena.
Sheena did not touch it, her expression still grave.
together.
“This morning, I asked Ford to contact Romello. I wanted to visit Madam Nicholls and check on
Phoebe, but Romello declined.”
She stared at the bowl in a daze, frustrated as she continued, “He even turned down my request for a
meeting, citing important tasks at the bureau.”
Elliot nudged the bowl of soup closer to her, saying, “I’ll talk to Romello. He can choose not to see
you,
but he must see nie. Nana, drink your soup first. Leave the rest to me.”
With those words, Sheena felt a wave of relief wash over her.
Having someone to rely on felt wonderful.
By mid–afternoon, Elliot had reached out to Romello.
However, Romello was indeed out on a mission in the outskirts and unavable.
“Nana, I’ve informed Romello. He’lle to E&S Haven to see me tomorrow morning. You can talk to
him then.”
“Okay,” Sheena replied. “And how’s Howard doing? Is he behaving himself?”
“I checked. He’s been rtively quiet for now, not causing any trouble, but he hasn’t been cooking
either. I doubt he’s had a meal in the past two days.”
“He’s intentionally going on a hunger strike to spite me?” Sheena furrowed her brow, obviously
annoyed. “Whatever. He can’t starve to death in two days. Besides, if he hasn’t resolved Phoebe’s
issue, he wouldn’t dare to die.”
Elliot nodded, pulling her into his embrace and affectionately rubbing her neck with his cheek
In a husky voice, he said, “Nana, we finally have half a day off. Since you’re not on your period
anymore, would you like to…”
Before he could finish, Sheena pushed his forehead away.
“Don’t you know the rules? We can only be intimate two days after my period stops!”
Elliot was at a loss for words.
At the same time, at the Moore Group in Farlem.
After finishing lunch, Noah wasted no time returning to the office.
Even though his fingers were sore from typing, he did not stop.
Observing his diligent work, Hannah wondered if she had been too demanding
She decided to podr him a ss of hot water and took it to his desk, ncing at the remaining
untranted documents.
There was still an hour left until the end of the workday Surprisingly, Noah only had three documents
left out of the initial forty–plus.
He had managed to tackle a significant amount of work throughout the day
Impressed by his capabilities, Hannah could not help but feel amazed.
She thought it was a shame that he had no interest in the business world; otherwise, he would have
been a formidable figure.
Noticing her gaze, Noah paused and turned to her.
“What’s wrong? Did I make a mistake somewhere?”
Hannah clicked her tongue lightly.
“No. Mr. Noah, you’re quite talented. Looks like my attempt to fulfill your childhood wish might fall
through.”
She smirked and returned to her desk
Meanwhile, Noah watched her figure leave, lost in thought.
Was Hannah nning to punish him?
It made sense.
She had endured a year of pursuing him and facing his cold treatment. Now that their roles were
reversed, facing a little payback seemed fair.
With that thought in mind, he quietly deleted all three tranted documents from hisputer and
emptied the recycle bin.
Chapter 803
The deleted documents were gone for good, beyond retrieval.
Noah did not feel remorseful. He continued tranting the remaining three documents without showing
any emotion. However, his typing speed slowed down considerably,
The office once again fell into the rhythm of cking keyboards, with no one speaking up first.
During busy times, time always seemed to fly by.
The hour passed in what felt like a blink of an eye.
Hannah started tidying up her desk, packing her designer bag, and getting ready to head back to the
Moore mansion.
She casually instructed, “Send all the documents you’ve tranted to my ount once you’re done.
N?velDrama.Org owns ? this.
Noah paused his work, turning to her, asking, “Ms. Hannah, don’t you want to check them?”
“You’ve finished tranting them. What’s there to check?”
Noah hesitated, lowering his gaze. “I… still have two documents left to finish.”
Hannah stopped in her tracks, puzzled, as she nced at him.
“An hour ago, you had only three left. Yet, you have two more documents undone? What were you
doing in the past hour?”
She carefully recalled but could not remember seeing Noah cking off. His hands had indeed been
diligently tranting the whole time.
Noah’s cold expression slightly froze, hisshes drooping as he remained silent.
Hannah approached him skeptically, checking hisputer screen, and soon discovered the clue.
“Earlier, I saw these documents already tranted into files. Howe they’re gone now? Are you
ying tricks on me?”
Noah exined with a straight face, “I identally hit the delete key, and the documents disappeared.
So, I had to trante them all over again.”
Hannah stared at him in disbelief, quickly checking hisputer’s recycle bin, which waspletely.
empty.
She teased, “So, you’re saying you identally pressed the delete key and conveniently emptied the
recycle bin too?”
Noah stayed silent.
Hannah continued, “Besides, with your intelligence, even if it were a coincidence, you’d remember the
previously tranted documents, and redoing them would be much quicker. Do you think you can