Chapter 261

“Hello, Mr. Ford, where’s Noah?” Sadie inquired.

“Miss Hudson, Mr. Wall is currently overseas on business and won’t return for some time. Should you have an urgent matter, it will need to wait until his return,” Samuel replied, his tone unyielding and detached.

Sadie stood motionless, her thoughts ceasing entirely.

Noah was on a business trip abroad? Not returning anytime soon? She started to mention the divorce, “But—” However, Samuel disconnected the call before she could finish.

With a sense of defeat, Sadie threw her phone onto the table.

“Damn this Noah!”

As night enveloped Zupren, a foreign country, Noah was framed against a floor-to-ceiling window, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. The silence was broken by the sharp ring of his phone.

Turning his attention, Noah picked up the phone and saw the caller ID flash—”Mother.”

Noah clicked the answer button, responding with a detached, “Mom.”

“Noah.” Isabel’s voice rang with urgency. “Kyla’s in trouble!”

“What’s going on with her?” Noah asked, his eyebrows knitting together.

Although a sense of impatience crept up on him, he kept listening.

Isabel delivered a dramatized account of Kyla’s predicament, her words heavy with emotion and punctuated by accusations against Sadie and sympathy for Kyla.

“They’ve arrested Kyla, claiming she stole a pink diamond. That can’t be right. I’m sure it’s Sadie setting her up! Noah, you need to do something,” Isabel said, her voice cracking with emotion, pushing Noah’s frustration higher.

A pink diamond?

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Noah extinguished his cigarette.

“I’ll take care of it,” he said.

“Are you really going to help Kyla? Noah, she—” Isabel began, but Noah interrupted her.

“I need to go, Mom. Ending the call now.” He promptly disconnected the call.

His fingers lightly tapped the screen as he searched for Samuel’s contact.

“Samuel, get me on the next flight home.”

There was a brief pause, as if Samuel was caught off guard. “But Mr. Wall, you mentioned—”

“Just book it,” Noah interjected sharply, his voice firm.

Samuel hesitated no further, responding quickly, “Understood, Mr. Wall.”

The interrogation room was stifling, the air thick with tension that weighed heavily on Kyla’s shoulders.

Her face was pale, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

Why hadn’t Isabel arrived yet?

Just as Kyla’s anxiety peaked, the door swung open.

“Kyla!” Isabel’s voice trembled as she quickly closed the distance, enveloping Kyla in a reassuring embrace.

“It’s alright. I’m here now.”

Kyla leaned into Isabel, her tears flowing silently. She bit her lip to stifle a sob. noveldrama

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