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    Xavier frowned, clueless about what Jonathan was getting at.


    Jonathan stood up, “I’m not one to harp on the past, but I’d appreciate it if Mr. Flemmings would stay


    away from Estelle in the future. I’m taking Norah with me, and I won’t forget that you saved her from


    Nics.”


    Xavier looked up at him, “I’m not sure what you’ve heard, Mr. Lamont, but if you fancy Estelle, then


    trust her!”


    “That’s between me and her!” Jonathan retorted, turning to leave.


    Norah knew it was time to go. She thanked Xavier, Damian, Zachary, and the others, “I appreciate your


    kindness these past days. I’lle to see you guys again.” Damian, Zachary and the rest were


    reluctant to see her go, “Norah, whenever you’re craving barbeque,e to our ce. We’ll stuff you


    full for free!”


    With teary eyes, Norah nodded and tried to smile.


    Turning to Xavier, she was clearly sad to be leaving, “Take care of yourself and cut down on the


    smoking.”


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    She then forced a light–hearted smile, “Don’t celebrate my departure just yet. I might pop up again one


    day!”


    Xavier felt uneasy, but simply nodded, maintaining his usual cool demeanor. Seeing that he didn’t bid


    her goodbye, Norah was a bit disappointed. She turned to catch up with Jonathan..


    As they watched her go, Zachary and the others couldn’t help but sigh.


    Xavier sat smoking, his eyes shrouded in gloom amidst the curling smoke. With Norah gone, the


    barbecue ce suddenly felt deste and empty.,


    Just before clocking out, Estelle received a call from Jonathan. He was in a meeting and asked Mird


    to pick her up.


    Estelle didn’t mind, “I can get home by myself, no need to bother Mird.”


    “Mird’s already on his way!” he said tly.


    “Alright then!”


    Estelle hung up, sensing something odd about his tone, but she assumed it was because he was in a


    meeting.


    After Mird dropped her off at the Royal Mansion, she grabbed dinner in the food street and came


    back when it was pitch dark.


    She spent an hour drawing some designs and then yed a few rounds of games with Henson. It was


    almost 10pm, and Jonathan hadn’t returned, so she decided to go to bed by herself.


    She left only the bedsidemp on. Half–asleep, she heard the door creak but he didn’te into the


    room.


    Estelle got up and saw Jonathan sitting on the couch with only the floormp on. The dim light cast a


    gloomy ambiance around him.


    She sat next to him and asked gently, “Did you have a drink?”


    “No!” Jonathan answered, then finally looked up at her.


    Estelle sensed something was off, “What’s wrong?”


    Jonathan slowly said, “Norah has been working as a waitress at Xavier’s restaurant. Why didn’t you tell


    me?”


    Estelle was taken aback, “Norah likes the vibe at the barbecue ce and was worried you guys would


    stop her if you found out. That’s why she didn’t want me to


    say.”


    “What kind of vibe?” Jonathan narrowed his eyes, his tone icy, “A vibe where she mixes with a bunch of


    men?”