“I can’t hold back.


    Every little bit counts! Just cover for me!”


    “Lucinda, help! I’m under attack!”


    Their voices, filled with excitement and strategy, carried across the distance.


    Nathan and Cyrus exchanged looks, their expressions turning stern as they observed the scene.


    Lucinda and Noelle were deeply engrossed in their game, smiling andughing as they yed.


    Nathan and Cyrus, on the other hand, waited patiently, not wanting to disrupt their fun.


    Cyrus scratched his nose, gazing at the moon above, while Nathan casually fiddled with his watch.


    A few minutes passed, and then the unmistakable sound of the game indicating failure echoed through the air.


    Lucinda and Noelle let out sighs of disappointment, ready toe to terms with their defeat.


    “Listen, Noelle, that move wasn’t the best idea.


    The prize on the other side was far more valuable.


    We still had a shot,” Lucinda pointed out.


    Noelle, always one to learn, responded with understanding, “Alright, I’ll try again.


    I’ll follow your lead this time, okay?”


    Findingmon ground, they prepared to dive into another round.


    Suddenly, Nathan’s cough broke the silence, his hand muffling the sound.


    Catching Nathan’s cue, Cyrus also coughed, making sure he was heard.


    The women looked up, their expressions turning from frustration to surprise, to find their partners hade to fetch them.


    “Why are you here?” Lucinda inquired, puzzled.


    Nathan, unable to hide his annoyance, replied softly yet with a clear undertone of frustration, “Do you even know what time it is? Would you even think ofing home if I hadn’te for you?”


    Lucinda quickly shut off the game and checked the time, realizing she hadpletely lost track of it while ying.


    It was already nine o’clock.


    She remembered then how critical it was for her to manage her time, especially given her struggles with manic depression during the evening.


    She had kept her condition a secret, not wanting to burden her family with worry.


    Had Lucinda continued ying, Noelle might have witnessed an unsettling episode of her condition.


    She then turned to Noelle, concern in her voice.


    “Noelle, how are you feeling now?”


    “I enjoyed ying games with you tonight, but…” Noelle began, her cheerful.


    demeanor fading.


    She nced anxiously at Cyrus, ying with the hem of her dress.Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    She feared Cyrus’s reaction to theirte-night adventure.


    Cyrus, indeed, was fuming.


    The idea of Noelle being out sote in such a secluded area, vulnerable to danger, infuriated him.


    His concern for her safety overshadowed his anger.