After settling everything at the Morrison Group, Khloe could finally leave with peace of mind.
When she stepped out of the office building, the car was already waiting at the entrance.
Nick had been sitting inside for quite some time, yet he hadn't made a single call to rush her. He had always been endlessly patient with Khloe—no matter how long he waited, it never felt like too much.
After watching Khloe's car drive away, Charlotte suddenly felt as though someone was watching her from behind.
She turned around—and across the street, beneath a tree, she caught sight of a familiar figure.
The man looked just as he had before. Tall and broad-shouldered, his presence drew attention wherever he stood. He wore a simple hooded sweatshirt, with a black fitted tank underneath.
He stood facing forward—directly toward her.
Noah!
Charlotte's heart began to race.
Before she could think, her body moved on instinct.
A road separated them, traffic surging back and forth. Before she could reach him, several passing cars blocked her view.
"Noah!"
In her urgency, she called out his name at the top of her lungs.
But her voice was no match for the roar of traffic—it was swallowed almost instantly.
At last, the cars sped past, but the man who had been there was already gone.
Charlotte frowned, disappointment crashing over her in an instant.
Was it just her imagination?
Suddenly, a piercing horn blared.
Lost in thought, she had forgotten she was still standing alone in the middle of the road. A sedan was barreling straight toward her.
Before Charlotte could step back, a strong force yanked her into a solid wall of muscle.
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