Chapter 93

Noah’s POV

Mirabelle’s words from earlier echoed in my mind relentlessly: “Don’t come back, Noah. Please.”

I leaned back in the plush leather seat, gripping my phone tightly. She begged me not to come back, but how could I Stay away?

I can’t ignore the fact that she was in trouble, and no matter what she thought, I wasn’t about to sit back and let her handle it alone.

I need to be there for her, to help her through the mess at her company, and to make things right.

My fingers tightened around the phone.

Despite her resistance, I have already decided.

I am going home.

The engines of the jet roared to life, but I was too restless to focus on the luxury of my surroundings.

My jaw tightened as the memory of the news flashed before my eyes. Mirabelle’s company is on the brink of collapse. Fraud accusations. A shipment disaster. A fire. It was a chain reaction, one calamity after another.

Was any of this connected to me? M