Chapter 227

Noelle could hear sounds coming from outside, but her vision was completely dark. Cedric's coat was draped over her, shielding her from everything outside. She felt much calmer now. At least she was certain she was safe. His lips curled when he saw the two bodyguards lying on the floor. "Since they won't speak, let's ensure they never do." The bodyguards, seeing Cedric holding Noelle, turned pale with fear. Who would've expected this woman to be saved by the rich bachelor of Yasnia? Wasn't she an orphan with no parents? Cedric held Noelle as they left in the private elevator. She leaned against his chest, her head covered with his suit jacket, unable to see what was happening outside. Her mind felt like a mess. Her hand tightly gripped his collar, her knuckles turning pale. As they rode the elevator down, Samantha was running up the stairs. She saw Cedric entering the elevator, holding a woman in his arms. Although the coat almost covered the whole body, it was clear that it wa