Noel did not remain in her mansion, since she was afraid that the Soranos would turn back.


    While she intended to stay at a hotel, Frank was worried about her safety. After some thought, he


    invited her to stay at his hilltop mansion in Skywater Bay until things blew over.


    He certainly did not want anything like today happening to Noel again, since she was a partner for his


    farm resort project, which was close to opening.


    And it had certainly been a close call—if Frank did not make it in time, Willy would have had his way


    with Noel.


    "Thank you, Mr. Lawrence," Noel said, not hesitating to ept his offer despite feeling a little awkward


    about bawling earlier.


    She could even say that she was looking forward to it, since Frank was now the image of a perfect


    boyfriend.


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    She would have no qualms about leaving herself in his care...


    It was veryte by the time they reached Skywater Bay, and Frank gave a few instructions before


    assigning Noel to a room.


    She was visibly disappointed as Frank headed to another room, though his gentlemanly attitude


    improved her impression of him further.


    -


    While Frank woke up feeling refreshed the next morning, he quickly heard Noel gasping in pain


    repeatedly in her room.


    "What?!" Frank was puzzled—he had been spendingst night training, but he was also wary of the


    mansion''s surroundings.


    No one could have sneaked into Noel''s room past his watchful eyes.


    "Maybe she was hurtst night?" he mused to himself, frowning as he headed to Noel''s room and


    knocked on the door. "Ms. York? Are you alright? I can hear you from outside."


    "I-I''m fine!" she cried, but soon sighed. "I don''t think I can shoot your promotional video now, Mr.


    Lawrence."


    "What? Why?" Frank did a double take.


    He went through all that effort so that Noel could stay and promote his farm resort. was that not all for


    nothing if she refused now?


    Seemingly sensing Frank''s disappointment, Noel hesitated for a moment and sighed. "Mr. Lawrence,


    it''s just... Willy Sorano''s men forced me to take a bathst night. I struggled, so they gave me a


    bruising. I don''t think I look good in front of the cameras now."


    So that was all?


    Frank breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Noel was in a bad mood—he could not force her against her


    will if she did not want to work.


    Knocking on her door again, he chuckled. "Just leave it to me, Ms. York. Have you forgotten what my


    main profession is?"


    "Main profession. Oh!"


    Noel realized with a start and leapt off the bed as she opened the door.


    She was wearing a white shirt she got from somewhere, and her hair was wet, clearly having just taken


    a bath.


    Lifting her fair long legs beneath the shirt, she asked, "Mr. Lawrence, can you help me with the


    bruising?"


    "Ahem." Frank almost choked on his own spit—Noel was in such a hurry she bared her feet directly in


    front of him so vulnerably.


    Coughing as he caught his breath, he was also in awe of the star actress'' extreme standard for


    appearances. The bruises were just thumb-sized, but she was already reluctant to appear before a


    camera.