No longer a pushover (Noelle and Cedric) novel Chapter 957

If Jeremy's speculations were right, Noelle wondered if there was someone behind all of this.

Jeremy's tone shifted as he continued, "Of course, this is a guess. Perhaps Sean realized he had nowhere to escape and owed too much money, so he wished to make it up to his daughter. She's carrying a Liddell family child, right?"

Noelle scoffed. "That's what they say, but I think the child isn't from the Liddell family. I keep quiet to avoid unnecessary trouble, but honestly, I don't care."

"Smart move. Sometimes, silence is the best strategy."

Noelle's mood darkened slightly. If there was a mastermind behind the scenes, who could it be? Were there accomplices back then?

Jeremy poured her a drink and added, "No need to overthink it. This is just a guess, so the key is still getting that evidence. Once we have it, we'll know whether we were right or wrong."

Noelle solemnly nodded. "It's time to collect his debt."

Right now, Sean was adamant that Ruth was the one who'd paid him to commit the crime, but they needed direct, undeniable evidence.

Jeremy glanced at the time and said, "Alright, let's call it a day. When you talk to those people, bring me along. I'm your lawyer, after all."

"Okay." Noelle was so distracted and caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice the subtle implication behind his words.

After they left the restaurant together, he offered, "Let me give you a ride."

"No need, I drove here myself." Noelle tapped on her car keys, and the lights on her rugged SUV blinked.

"Not many women would drive something this wild," Jeremy commented, looking a little surprised. His car was parked right next to hers.

Noelle glanced at the luxury car and nodded. "Well, that does suit you." It seemed flashy and full of itself.

Noelle walked past him right into the house. "Where's Xenia?"

"She's eating in the dining room. Why are you looking for her?"

"There's something I need to talk about. You know what Mr. Q's condition is, but he hasn't delivered the evidence yet. It's time for Xenia to do her part," Noelle said, turning to Frank.

Without waiting for a reply, she stepped into the dining room and saw Xenia there. The latter nervously stammered, "I-I'll try my best, but I can't do anything if he's lying to you."

Noelle's lips curled into a cold smile as she stepped forward and pinched Xenia's chin. "You don't think this means you're safe now, do you? If you want to live comfortably in the Liddell family, you'd better find that evidence. Otherwise…"

"Otherwise, what? I'm carrying a Liddell family child, remember?"