Chapter 65

NOAH Friday arrived, and I received a text from Hannah asking if I would come to her school to celebrate her birthday. I drove up to the school gate, parked, and leaned against the door of my car. I checked the time—Hannah’s class had to be over by now. At the gate, I saw Nelly waiting to pick up Aiden. When she turned and noticed me, she called out, “Sir Noah.” Aiden was already standing by the gate when Nelly called me. He immediately ran toward me, his face lighting up. “Uncle, did you come to pick me up?” he asked, his voice full of excitement. A faint smile touched my lips, but my response was cold. “No.” Aiden frowned, looking at me in confusion. “Then what are you doing here?” Just then, I saw Hannah, her little school bag in hand, scanning the area for me. When she spotted me, she walked over with a smile. “Uncle Noah.” My expression softened as I turned my attention to her. I gently took her hand and opened the back door of my car, ushering her inside. Aiden, seeing the door o