Chapter 530

Chapter 530:

“Understood, Mr. Wall,” Samuel responded with respect.

Noah said nothing further and abruptly ended the call.

As dusk settled and the city lights cast a warm glow, Myrtlewood Estate was enveloped in a cozy yellow light, creating a tranquil atmosphere throughout.

Returning home exhausted, Noah draped his coat over the sofa and loosened his tie, attempting to alleviate the day’s tension.

He had spent the day resolving a conflict with Howe Group at the office and clandestinely planning against those who had hurt Sadie, leaving him both physically and emotionally spent.

Yet, thoughts of Sadie softened his expression.

She constantly filled his thoughts and tugged at his heartstrings.

“Tap… Tap… Tap…” The sound of light footsteps broke through Noah’s reverie. Looking up, he saw Averi running out of the playroom, his arms brimming with colorful building blocks.

“Mr. Wall!” Averi’s voice was soft and innocent, a melody to Noah’s ears.

He scampered to Noah’s side, looking up with wide, eager eyes. “You’re back, Mr. Wall!”

Noah’s heart melted immediately. He crouched down, lifted Averi into his arms, and affectionately nuzzled his cheek.

“Yes, I’m back,” Noah replied, his voice deep and soothing, with a touch of fondness.

Averi nestled into Noah’s embrace, finding a snug spot, and resumed his play with the building blocks.

He carefully placed a red block atop a blue one, then added a yellow block on top, murmuring to himself, “A house. A tall house…”

Observing Averi’s earnest expression, Noah couldn’t help but smile.

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He found the little boy utterly charming.

He reached out and gently patted Averi’s head, savoring the softness of his hair.

Suddenly, Averi paused, looked up with wide eyes, and asked innocently, “Mr. Wall, where’s Mommy?”

Noah’s smile faltered, and his heart sank.

He was at a loss for words.

How should he explain?

How could he tell Averi about his mother’s condition?

His throat tightened, and he struggled to find the right words.

Looking into Averi’s trusting eyes, Noah felt a sharp pang of guilt.

“Mr. Wall?” Averi’s soft voice broke through the silence, filled with confusion. Noah snapped back to the present, pushing down his emotions to maintain a calm appearance.

He tousled Averi’s hair affectionately, his voice melting into a tender whisper.

“Mommy… Mommy is on a business trip.”

He paused, then said, “She’s gone to a place far away and will be back after a little while.”

“A business trip?” Averi tilted his head, puzzled by the term.

“When will Mommy come back?” he asked, his voice laden with hope.

“Very soon,” Noah reassured him, striving to sound upbeat. “She told me she would bring you lots of gifts.” Noah spoke, aiming to keep his voice light and cheerful to prevent Averi from sensing anything was wrong.

“Really?” Averi’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and he clapped his hands joyfully. “That’s great! Mommy’s going to bring me gifts. I have to tell Ewing; he’ll be so jealous.”

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