Chapter 13

When the first woman who'd spoken noticed Noelle approaching, her gaze turned cold. Frowning, she said, "I don't recall there being attendants today. How did you get in? Who are you looking for?" As Noelle held the gift, she awkwardly stood and said, "I'm here for Sebastian Cole." "For Sebastian?" The woman's voice rose sharply. Moments ago, she hadn't bothered to spare Noelle a single glance, but now, her eyes swept across Noelle from head to toe. Noelle might've been pretty, but she had a modest, unremarkable air about her. She was most probably not the type Sebastian would take a fancy to. When the woman finished sizing Noelle up, a mocking smile tugged at her lips. "Where did you get his address and details? You know, we could call the cops for something like this…" But before the woman could finish speaking, Noelle felt a sudden warmth at the back of her hand, as if a warm hand had gripped hers. When she looked up, she was met with a perfect face straight out of a sculpture.