Chapter 853
Noah found shelter under the canopy of a closed shop by the roadside to escape the heavy rain. He roughly estimated the distance to the Moore mansion and back to the hotel. Eventually, he realized the time it would take to reach both places was about the same.
With determination, he dashed back into the rain, braving the late–night downpour,
An hour later, Noah still had not reached the Moore mansion.
Despite checking the navigation twice before leaving, the dark sky made it difficult to see, and he ended up relying on memory, inadvertently taking the wrong street, and getting lost.
It was late at night, around 3 a.m., and there were no cars or people on the streets.
Unable to return to the hotel and unable to find the Moore mansion, Noah was left alone in the pouring rain, feeling utterly helpless and abandoned.
What started as an attempt to play the sympathy card had become a pitiful experience.
The next morning, Svelton was calm and sunny, exuding serenity.
After breakfast, Phoebe anxiously called Romello.
As soon as the call connected, before Phoebe could speak, Romello spoke first, “Have you finally come to your senses?”
Phoebe took a deep breath, saying, “Yes. I’m willing to return to the Nicholls family.”
Romello chuckled lightly, seemingly in a good mood.
“It’s good that you’ve come to your senses. Send me your address, and I’ll have a driver pick you up.
“No need to trouble yourself. Howard will be driving me over,” Phoebe replied.
Romello’s stone
turned cold. “You’re a Nicholls. When you return, it’s only fitting that you use the Nicholls family’s transportation. Why should Howard drive you?”
Perplexed, Phoebe asked, “What’s wrong with that? Howard is my boyfriend now, and it’s only natural for him to drive me over.
After a moment of silence, Romello maintained his stance.
“Phoebe, listen to me. Get ready and wait obediently. I’ll have the driver come pick you up.”
Phoebe was at a loss for words and remained silent.
As she was lost in thought, Howard took her phone away.
“Mr. Romello, no one would dare to say anything if I’m the one escorting Phoebe over. Although
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Phoebe is a big star, with my influence in the entertainment industry, no one would dare report it even if we’re spotted,” Howard asserted.
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Suddenly, his already deep voice took on an even colder tone. “Do you look down on me? Or perhaps do you look down on the Lawson family?”
Romello chuckled dismissively. “Of course not.”
Ultimately, Romello compromised, allowing Howard to send Phoebe to the Nicholls residence.
As they hung up the phone, both Phoebe and Howard wore somewhat displeased expressions.
“Romello is a control freak, intimidating people who are easily pushed around,” Howard remarked.
“When dealing with him, try not to let him lead you by the nose. But don’t be too confrontational, either. A balance of firmness and flexibility is key. After all, he’s in charge of the Nicholls family, and neither Sheena nor I have much say in their family matters.”
Just as Howard finished speaking, he noticed Phoebe deep in thought and suddenly realized something.
“Um… Was it inappropriate for me to badmouth your own brother in front of you?”
Phoebe chuckled at his reflexive honesty. “Whether it was appropriate or not, you’ve already said it. Can’t exactly take it back now, can you?”
“Fair point,” Howard said, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face before he composed himself. “But I know you don’t mind.”
Phoebe smiled sweetly. “Exactly. I don’t mind.”
After packing some belongings, they left the mansion side by side, got into the car, and headed for the Nicholls residence.
As they were arriving, Howard grew increasingly uneasy, squeezing her hand tightly.
“Phoebe, if you’re going to investigate the top floor, don’t rush it. You’ve already been up there once, so Romello will surely be on guard. Behave yourself for a few days, let him relax his guard, then make your move,” Howard advised.
Phoebe nodded. “Don’t worry, I know what to do.”
