CHapter 270
The hospital room fell into an eerie silence.
Dr. Lowry hadn’t expected this – that Ulrich’s and Yvonne’s connections would trace back to the
same roots!
The Schnabel family never publicly acknowledged Yvonne’s im, but she took it upon herself to
promote her own status. Her mantra at school was all about Márcel’s status.
Ulrich tried to calm the waters. “Look, she doesn’t carry that name anymore. And her threats about
ruining your residency? Empty
words.”
Jasper had already taken legal action against Yvonne and the production team from Stirling.
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Just yesterday, she was scrambling for money, probably to afford a decentwyer. As if anyone
could outmaneuver Jasper in court!
*She’s likely facing jail time, but we’re curious if there’s more to her story. Though my family never
embraced her, we’re prepared to make amends on her behalf.”
The Schnabel children were always responsible.
Despite the fact that the Schnabel family had no involvement in Dr. Lowry’s issues, Yvonne had
maliciously used their names against
her.
Dr. Lowry quickly interjected, “Oh no, Dr. Schnabel, since she’s not really one of yours, it’s not for
you to fix her messes. Knowing she’ll face justice is enough for me. Besides, I owe my life to the
twodies here.”
It was Noe and ra who pulled her back from death’s door!
“Yvonne didn’t really do much at school. She was hardly there. But, I overheard her once, bragging
on the phone..”
Dr. Lowry hesitated, struggling to voice her thoughts. She nced at Noe and whispered, “Can
you lean in, Ms. Schnabel?”
Noe nodded and leaned closer to hear Dr. Lowry’s hushed words.
After listening, Noe’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“Really?”
Dr. Lowry nodded. “Yeah, it seemed like she was talking to her grandmother. She sounded really
proud.”
Noe was taken aback!
If what Dr. Lowry said was true, then Yvonne once reached out to Beckett’s ex, iming she was
the future Schnabel daughter–inw And Ashlyn was in on it too! Or perhaps she was the
mastermind?
Dr. Lowry, exhausted from the conversation, rested.
Stepping out of the room, Noe shared what Dr. Lowry had disclosed.
ra gasped. “What? Yvonne imed she was pregnant with Beckett’s child? That’s utterly
ridiculous! She was underage back then!”
Ulrich took a moment to process.
“So, those rumors about Beckett having a secret child was Yvonne’s doing. Perhaps Beckett’s ex
didn’t believe those rumors but trusted Yvonne when she approached her directly?”
Noe nodded. “In that light, it’s understandable why Beckett’s ex might have believed Yvonne.”
Putting themselves in her shoes, Beckett’s ex–girlfriend’s departure made more sense, likely due to
being heartbroken beyond repair.
The siblings exchanged looks.
ra questioned, “Should we tell Beckett? But he said she’s married now. It wouldn’t be right to
disrupt her life, would it?”
Ulrich looked at Noe. “Noe, you should tell him.”
“Me?”
Ulrich smiled knowingly. “Beckett dotes on you. He won’t get mad at whatever you say. He
deserves to know, regardless of what happens next. We should trust Beckett to do the right thing,
morally and ethically.
ra nodded. “Makes sense. Noe, you talk to him. He won’t shoot the messenger if it’s you.”
Reluctantly, Noe dialed Beckett, briefly exining the situation.
“Beckett, are you listening?”
“Yes, Noe, I am. Thank you for letting me know.” Beckett’s voice was hoarse, tinged with
weariness.
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“Beckett, won’t you try to clear things up with her?”
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Beckett chuckled sadly, his gaze drifting towards the beach. He had just emerged from a corporate
gathering, his body cloaked in exhaustion.
“Noe, what if someone approached you iming Mr. Pock had a child? What would you do?”
Noe pondered earnestly, “I wouldn’t believe them.”
Despite her confusion about her feelings for Palmer, she’d verify such ims herself.
“At least I’d confront him. I wouldn’t unjustly use someone. That’s unfair.”
Beckett smiled warmly. “That’s my sister. So, it wasn’t just Yvonne and Ashlyn meddling. There was
more. She always hesitated to visit our family. I thought it was just stress, but it was also ack of
trust in me, in us.”
Beckett had once been clueless about Darcy’s avoidance. Now, with the wisdom of years, he
understood her perspective. He failed to protect her vulnerabilities and insecurities; she doubted his
steadfastmitment.
Beckett lifted a champagne ss, its contents shimmering under his elegant touch.
“Don’t worry about me. I know what I must do.”
“Take care, ande home soon.”
Hanging up, Beckett’s gaze lingered on the waves, draining his ss in solitude. He chuckled at
himself. “Looks like the party’s over.”
They couldn’t go back anymore.
At Imperial University, a knock on the dean’s office door was followed by Garrick’s voice from
inside, “Come in.”
Noe entered, her backpack slung over her shoulder. “Sir, I’m here to apply for an exemption from
some courses.”
Garrick took off his sses, fixing his gaze on Noe.
“As a student, your primary responsibility is to learn. Why are you trying to skip so many sses? If
that’s the case, why bothering to college at all?
Noe replied calmly, “My grandma wanted me toe.”
Garrick paused, clearly not expecting such a simple reason for Noe’s attendance!
“You shouldn’t treat your studies lightly. I cannot approve your application. You need to attend all
your sses punctually. If you don’t show up, I’ll have to fail you!”
Noe frowned slightly, looking at the stern and somewhat aloof elderly man before her.
Garrick was about the same age as Marcel, but his eyes always held a certain inscrutable quality
that made Noe slightly ufortable.
She nodded, pulling out a prepared withdrawal form from her bag. “Well, in that case, I guess you’ll
just have to sign this withdrawal form.”
Garrick looked at the form. “Are you joking? You promised your grandmother you’d attend college,
and now you’re treating it like a joke? Haven’t the Schnabel family taught you to keep your
promises?”
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Noe shrugged, a hint of resignation in her voice. “I promised Grandma I’d go to college, not that
I’d graduate.”