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CHapter 131

    CHapter 131


    Under the cloak of night, the man’s profile was etched with such intricate detail it could have been


    mistaken for a masterful painting. Emotions, impossible to ignore, flickered in his deep eyes, almost


    as if he wished to melt the girl before him.


    Noe turned her face away slightly, her lips curling into a faint smile, though her voice held a cool


    detachment.


    “I get it.”


    Palmer ruffled her hair roughly, chuckling with a touch of annoyance.


    After all he’d said, that was her response? Winning her over was clearly going to be a marathon, not


    a sprint!


    Annie drove along, handling the steering wheel with the ease of someone shucking oysters.


    Unbelievable, the boss was so different around Ms. Noe. Who would have thought that Palmer,


    known as the Frost Yama at the helm of Pock Group, could be so bold around Miss Noe?


    But then again, Ms. Noe deserved nothing less than the world’s finest!


    At the Schnabel Manor, Marcel sat at the head of the table, his neck craned in anticipation. The


    sight of Noe and Palmer walking in hand in hand transformed his stern face into andscape of


    joyous wrinkles.


    “Grandpa, we’re back. Had to handle some things at the gallery this afternoon, then took some time


    to rx,” Noe said.


    “What’s up with the gallery? Merrick, how could you give Noe a problematic gallery?” Marcel


    asked.


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    Merrick was confused. “When did I ever give Noe a problematic gallery? That gallery is the


    biggest in Imperial City! It was meant for Noe once she came of age, a gift from the year she was


    born!”


    He might not have managed it much over the years, and that was because hecked a business


    knack, but he’d hired a professional team to take care of it! And with Beckett always keeping an eye


    out, what could possibly go wrong?


    Beckett, eyeing the sped hands of Noe and Palmer, was anything but pleased. He had always


    suspected Palmer of trying to steal his sister’s heart, probably with ulterior motives! As for that


    engagement, what era were they living in? If his sister sent their secret sibling signal, he’d find a


    way to break it off!


    Beckett pulled Noe aside and strode off with authority. “Noe,e sit with me. I’ve already sent


    over the materials the gallery needed and even got thepany’s construction crew to


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    check in.”


    Tristan, worried his daughter might be taken advantage of at the gallery, quickly interjected,


    “Sweetheart, what’s wrong with the gallery? Do you need Dad’s help?”


    “It’s nothing major, just some unexpected issues. I’ll handle it,” Noe reassured him.


    Sexton frowned at his grandson Palmer. “Is this how you’re looking after Noe? Howe there is


    a problem with her gallery? Next time, go to work with her!”


    Palmer looked helplessly at the irritable Sexton. He would love to go to work with his girl every day,


    but she probably wouldn’t like that.


    “If Noe wouldn’t mind thepany, I’d arrange to work with her starting tomorrow,” he offered.


    Beckett scoffed, “Who wants to work with you? Mr. Pock’s family business is vast, so it’s better to


    first manage one’s own affairs well.”


    “Thanks for the concern, Beckett. Everything at Pock Group is running smoothly. I heard you’re


    interested in thatnd deal with the city council?”


    Beckett perked up, “What are you implying? You got a lead on that property?”


    Palmer just sipped his coffee, a knowing smile on his lips.


    Stirling jumped in, “Noe’s still young; she doesn’t need to work every day. She can go out and


    have fun with me instead. Mr. Pock’s help isn’t needed.”


    “Looking after Noe is my responsibility as her fiancé. I’ve heard you’re looking to invest in some


    entertainmentpanies. Perhaps Ster Entertainment might interest you?”


    Stirling’s eyes widened as he tried to remainposed. “Ster? That’s a giant that rivals


    Hollywood! You have investment channels there?”


    “Coincidentally, Ster is part of the Pock Group’s portfolio.”


    Stirling was floored. He knew Pock Group was big, but not this big. Holding Ster Entertainment


    meant Palmer could make a fortune even if he just stayed at home..


    Jasper chimed in, “Even if Mr. Pock is a savvy investor, Noe is not yet your wife. Until she


    explicitly agrees to marry you, keep a respectful distance from our sister.”


    “I understand,” Palmer said, unbuttoning his suit as he sat next to Noe, gazing at her with deep


    affection. “I’m in the process of courting Noe, and until she agrees to marry me, I will not


    overstep.”


    This reassured the Schnabel family.


    Noe looked at him, surprised, meeting his star–filled gaze.


    He was willing to exin himself to her family, to put their minds at ease. This consideration was


    unexpected, a small gesture he took to heart.


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    check in.”


    Tristan, worried his daughter might be taken advantage of at the gallery, quickly interjected,


    “Sweetheart, what’s wrong with the gallery? Do you need Dad’s help?”


    “It’s nothing major, just some unexpected issues. I’ll handle it,” Noe reassured him.


    Sexton frowned at his grandson Palmer. “Is this how you’re looking after Noe? Howe there is


    a problem with her gallery? Next time, go to work with her!”


    Palmer looked helplessly at the irritable Sexton. He would love to go to work with his girl every day,


    but she probably wouldn’t like that.


    “If Noe wouldn’t mind thepany, I’d arrange to work with her starting tomorrow,” he offered.


    Beckett scoffed, “Who wants to work with you? Mr. Pock’s family business is vast, so it’s better to


    first manage one’s own affairs well.”


    “Thanks for the concern, Beckett. Everything at Pock Group is running smoothly. I heard you’re


    interested in thatnd deal with the city council?”


    Beckett perked up, “What are you implying? You got a lead on that property?”


    Palmer just sipped his coffee, a knowing smile on his lips.


    Stirling jumped in, “Noe’s still young; she doesn’t need to work every day. She can go out and


    have fun with me instead. Mr. Pock’s help isn’t needed.”


    “Looking after Noe is my responsibility as her fiancé. I’ve heard you’re looking to invest in some


    entertainmentpanies. Perhaps Ster Entertainment might interest you?”


    Stirling’s eyes widened as he tried to remainposed. “Ster? That’s a giant that rivals


    Hollywood! You have investment channels there?”


    “Coincidentally, Ster is part of the Pock Group’s portfolio.”


    Stirling was floored. He knew Pock Group was big, but not this big. Holding Ster Entertainment


    meant Palmer could make a fortune even if he just stayed at home. :


    Jasper chimed in, “Even if Mr. Pock is a savvy investor, Noe is not yet your wife. Until she


    explicitly agrees to marry you, keep a respectful distance from our sister.”


    “I understand,” Palmer said, unbuttoning his suit as he sat next to Noe, gazing at her with deep


    affection. “I’m in the process of courting Noe, and until she agrees to marry me, I will not


    overstep.”


    This reassured the Schnabel family.


    Noe looked at him, surprised, meeting his star–filled gaze.


    He was willing to exin himself to her family, to put their minds at ease. This consideration was


    unexpected, a small gesture he took to heart.


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    Sipping her soup. Noe felt a warmth spreading, much like the soothing broth warming her


    insides.


    Tristan, wielding thedle, tapped each of his sons on the head, his voice rising, “What are you


    boys talking about? Mr. Pock and Noe are fond of each other. If you’re feeling sour about it, go


    find some daughters–inw for me! And Ulrich, where is he for this family dinner?”


    Ulrich stood at the entrance, dust–covered and sun–kissed, his armsden with gifts. “Sorry I’m


    late. I brought presents for everyone.”


    Sienna stood up to inspect Ulrich. “You look like you’ve been through the desert. Why are you all


    dusty and tanned?”


    Ulrich exchanged a knowing nce with Beckett, the brothers sharing a silentmunication.


    “Mom, I was out on a research expedition. I didn’t want to miss dinner, and my car broke down, so I


    ran back. I’ll go change and join you shortly.”


    Sienna, hearing it was for research, rxed.


    The family settled into a lively dinner, the atmosphere warming as they shared news andughter,


    the bonds of family intertwining with subtle threads of romance weaving through the evening.


    Noe’s nose twitched subtly as she caught a faint whiff of iron mixed with a medicinal scent in the


    air, a telltale sign that Ulrich had been injured but had seen to it with his own skilled hands. Being a


    genius doctor himself, he hardly needed her to worry about him on that front.


    It wasn’t until Ulrich returned to the dinner table that the family started their meal.


    Although Marcel didn’t say a word, there was an unspoken agreement among them to wait for


    Ulrich; they wouldn’t pick up a fork until everyone was present.


    Beckett was just about to start peeling shrimp for Noe when he noticed Palmer had already taken


    over the task!


    Watching Palmer care for Noe so naturally brought a barely concealed motherly beam to Sienna’s


    face.


    Tristan too seemed to be reminiscing about his own youthful romance with Sienna, finding the sight


    in front of him utterly sweet.


    “Noe, darling, I heard you took care of that pest at the gallery? That rascal had been skimming


    money for ages, and you caught her red–handed. Our girl is so incrediblypetent! I bet our


    family’s fortunes are safe with you around!”


    The whole family perked up, listening to Tristan’s embellished recount of how Noe handled the


    situation with Petra. His storytelling, rich with ups and downs and full of emotion, was a


    performance in its own right.


    For the first time, Noe realized that if Tristan ever found himself out of work, he could


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    definitely pursue a career in stand–upedy!


    Merrick dered on the spot, “We’re all attending the exhibition tomorrow! I want to see if anyone


    dares to mess with our Noe!”


    Marcel agreed wholeheartedly, “Finally, you’re making sense. Of course, we’re all going to support


    Noe! It’s a must!”


    The family began to discuss the n with excitement bubbling between them.


    In the corner, the nanny quietly captured the scene on her phone and sent it to Yvonne.


    [Ms. Yvonne, I’m afraid there’s hardly a ce for you in this household now! You better up your


    game!]
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