Chapter 21

Conner missed his grab and went sprawling to the floor. Afraid that Noelle might run, he then reached up and caught the hem of her dress. While he tugged at the fabric, Noelle shielded her chest, calmly pulled out her phone, and called the cops. By the time the cops arrived, Conner looked defeated. His body slumped, offering no resistance as they led him away. As they reached the threshold, Conner glanced back at Mary beside Noelle. Resentment flashed in his eyes. Mary had no idea what to make of that look. "I know the Spencers have fallen on hard times over these past few years, but no matter how bad things get, you can't sell your daughter for status," Conner spat. Mary ground her teeth. They had only one precious daughter, and they couldn't spoil her enough. How could anyone think they'd sell her off for status? If that were their goal, they wouldn't have married her into the Ashford family. They'd have shamelessly tried to latch onto the Cole family instead. Noelle linke