Caspian, there's a dinner party tonight. Mr. Ulbricht mentioned he'd like you to attend."
He paused for a moment: "Word has it, Noel will be there."
Upon hearing that Noel was coming, Isaac's expression froze: "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Over the last several months, Noel had firmly established himself as the heir apparent. His capabilities were on par with Isaac's, but his methods were far more ruthless. "Understood."
Meanwhile, at a five-star hotel in Craneville, Noel checked in and immediately contacted Yuri.
"Mr. Lynette, I've arrived in Craneville. I'd like to take Daniel out for a bit of fresh air sometime soon."
Yuri had promised that Daniel could meet with the Salter family anytime.
Hearing this, he happily agreed: "Sure, pick a time, and I'll send Daniel over. Will he need to stay overnight?"
"If that's possible."
After hanging up, Yuri instructed the butler to pack Daniel's things. "A member of the Salter family is visiting. Find an excuse to send Daniel over without letting Bri replace out." "Understood."
After the call, Noel avoided everyone. He visited the site of Isaac's incident, dressed entirely in black, his demeanor somber and reserved.
His assistant stood not far away, watching him almost blend into the night. The weather was poor, with a light rain falling. The assistant opened an umbrella and quietly approached him from behind: "Noel, it's getting late, and it's still raining. Let me take you back to the hotel."
As the heir to the Salter family, he should technically be addressed as Mr. Salter. But he never agreed to it. In his eyes, only Isaac truly deserved the title of Mr. Salter.
"Do you think my brother blames me?" Noel's voice was hoarse. "All these years, I pursued what I thought were my dreams, leaving him in that position for so long. It must have been hard on him."
The assistant knew how difficult the past six months had been for Noel, having watched him struggle every step of the way. She bit her lip: "Noel, if I were Mr. Salter, I'd be proud of you."
Noel turned around, his eyes bloodshot through the fine rain, resembling a dense spiderweb, trapping all her emotions. The assistant's heart skipped a beat. Instinctively looking down, she urged: "Noel, let's go back." Noticing her evasion, he stepped closer: "Tallulah, do you despise me?"
Tallulah immediately shook her head: "I wouldn't dare."
Noel was known for his ruthless methods, but he was surprisingly indulgent with his subordinates. The salary he paid her was enviable by many standards. Who would despise their own boss? Especially... Noel's gaze shifted, feeling an inexplicable familiarity with Tallulah. "Tallulah, you're in need of money, aren't you?"
Tallulah clutched the umbrella, her fair knuckles highlighted by the strain. "Yes."
Who wouldn't work if they didn't need the money? Besides, she had a sick brother to care for. Noel observed her delicate features, feeling an impulsive urge, "Come work for me." "What?" Tallulah's eyes widened in disbelief. What did he mean by that? Did he somehow know about her feelings for him?
Tallulah instinctively thought to flee, but Noel hadn't finished talking. "Name your price."
Noel too had regrets, but looking into Tallulah's eyes, he felt it was about time. "I need a marriage of convenience, and you need money. Why not work together?"
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