Chapter 262
While Darcy was still daydreaming, Beckett had already started the ear and was driving away
Watching the scenery zoom by, Darcy couldn’t help but feel the air inside the car was a bit awkward.
After all, she was the one at fault today. Ast–minute meeting piled up with work, and shepletely
forgot about Beckett. She didn’t even notify him, making him wait outside the university for so long.
“Your car choice is quite low-key.”
“upational hazard. I don’t need a car to make a statement.”
Beckett’s job sometimes involved liaisons with the finance sector and with Marcel’s status, being too
shy could be sensitive. Being the CEO of Rising Glory Group and the future heir to the Schnabel
Group, no one would look down on him no matter what he drove.
“I’m really sorry about today, a sudden department meeting kept you waiting.”
Beckett’s lips curved into a self–deprecating, bitter smile. The time you’ve made me wait isn’t just
limited to these two hours.”
“Huh?”
His voice was so low, Darcy thought she had misheard.
By the time she asked again, Beckett had already stepped out of the car, and Darcy hurried after him.
Beckett chose a quaint bistro, seemingly under the Rising Glory Group’s extensive dining portfolio.
After sitting down, Darcy apologized, “I’m really sorry, this one’s on me. For Noe’s exemption
request, Garrick said she needs to discuss it with him personally.”
Garrick wasn’t known for making things difficult for students. Yet, he was stubbom about Noe’s
exemption process, only relenting after much persuasion from Darcy, demanding Noe to personally
apply to him.
Beckett nodded. “Alright, I’ll let Noe know. What would you li
“Anything’s fine!”
like to eat?”
Beckett casually ordered a few dishes, speaking in a wless and effortless foreignnguage, choosing
dishes that Darcy was familiar with.
He still remembered what she liked? It must be out of habit and politeness
As they waited for their food, Beckett carefully reviewed the documents Darcy had given him. The
process wasn’tplicated, but it was stuck at needing the principal’s signature.
Then, his phone rang, and Beckett answered casually, his tone instantly soft and tender upon hearing
ra’s voice.
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“Tm out for dinner, will be homete. Tell Noe that Garrick wants to see her about the exemption. If
she doesn’t want to, it’s fine; we can look at other colleges.”
Darcy realized then that Beckett was utterly indulgent when it came to his sister Noe. For him,
everything revolved around what Noe
wanted.
ra countered, “Switching colleges might not solve the problem I think Garrick is doing this on
purpose! I’ll talk to Noe. Pleasee home soon, BecketL
“Alright, don’t wait up for me, go to bed early.
The man opposite her, surrounded by the warm glow of the restaurant, looked effortlessly elegant.
“He must be talking to his fiancée, right?” Darcy instinctively thought, as she had never heard Beckett
speak so tenderly before! So, apart from his sister, another woman also enjoyed his tender care.
Darcy looked away, casually mentioning. “She seems to get along with Noe too.”
“Of course, Noe is her sister too.”
ra’s care for Noe was well–known, often noticing things even Sienna missed
Beckett seemed to know what Darcy was thinking, adding, “She’s my sister too, ra.”
Darcy then remembered that the Schnabel family had indeed adopted a daughter. But why did Beckett
feel the need to exin this to her? Even if the caller was his sister, he still had a fiancée with a
wedding date sel
The Schnabel family did have many daughters. The one who had approached her back then also
imed to be a Schnabel daughter
Beckett’s gaze swept over Darcy’s face, casually asking. “How have you been?”
“Pretty good. Work’s going well, family’s happy. Mr. Schnabel seems to be doing well too. Won’t your
fiancée mind you having dinner
blone with me?”
“I have dinner with different investors every month if every dinner needed an exnation, I couldn’t do
my
So, in his eyes, dining with her was just another business meeting? If it weren’t for Noe’s situation,
he wouldn’t be here with her
After dinner. Beckett nced at his watch. “Could you wait a moment? I’ll have my driver take you
home. I need to head back to the
office”
Darcy quickly declined. “No need, I’ve got a rideing!”
Beckett nodded understandingly. Is it your husband? That’s good then. Thank you for your help with
Noe’s matter, Goodbye”
“It’s what i should do.” Darcy epted his thanks, and by the time she realized, Beckett’s car had
already sped off, leaving behind a trail
of exhaust
Not far from the crossroad
A car parked in the dark, its upant lighting a cigarette. The smoke blurred his features. After
confirming that the woman had left the bistro and gotten into a cat Beckett took a drag of his almost
finished cigarette.
The man who picked her up looked young and matched her well, his demeanor was likely to her taste.
Beckett muttered to himself with a bitter smile. Beckett, what are you really expecting?”
Did he need to make sure she was doing well, that her life had moved on without a trace of him, to be
satisfied?
Such behavior was foolish.
But all he wanted was to ensure her safety, nothing more!
Beckett casually snuffed out his cigarette and maneuvered the car back onto the road.
In the heart of Serene Haven, nestled amid the sprawling estates, stood the majestic Phoenix Tower,
within which the Schnabel Manor imed its prestigious ce.
ra ryed the message she received from Beckett over the phone to Noe.
“He wants me toe to the office in person to apply?”
“That’s what he said. If you don’t want to, forget about it. I can reapply for colleges for you, even abroad
if you like!”
Noe frowned slightly, but her mind quickly sorted through her thoughts.
Garrick had no real reason to stonewall her with bureaucracy, it was just an excuse to see her. As the
director, Garrick had plenty of reasons to meet with her
“It’s fine. I’ll go.”
It was a good opportunity anyway, as she had her own reasons for wanting to see Garrick
There were items left by her grandmother that Garrick might still have, and Noe was curious to find
out what exactly Garrick was up
ra, clutching a teddy beary sprawled on her bed. “Noe, that person wants to meet up. Should I
go?”
The only person who could make ra this conflicted had to be none other than Jacob Pock!