Chapter 7
Chapter 7:
Ruben stopped in front of Noelle and gave a respectful bow. “Good day, Miss Moss. I’m here on Mr. Levi Martin’s behalf to escort you to the Martin estate p>
Levi Martin?
Hearing the name, a gentle warmth spread through Noelle’s chest. So it was Levi.
Though she had spent her early years in an orphanage, she was later adopted by Jeffery and Babette, who had raised her with kindness. Levi, Jeffery’s close friend, had often played with her when she was a little girl.
Ruben held a watch in his hand—the same one Levi had worn for as long as Noelle could remember. That alone confirmed that Levi had truly sent him to get her.
Since the invitation came from Jeffery’s friend, Noelle had no reason to refuse. She nodded with quiet respect. “Thank you p>
“You’re very welcome, Miss Moss,” Ruben replied with a pleasant smile, effortlessly taking her suitcase from her hands.
He placed it carefully in the trunk, then opened the rear door for her. “Miss Moss, please p>
Noelle bent down to step inside—but paused. Someone was already there.
A man.
𝖣𝗶ѕc𝘰𝗏er 𝘯𝘦w 𝘀𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪еs o𝗇
He sat in the back seat, one leg crossed over the other with effortless confidence. He wore a spotless white shirt, buttoned neatly to the collar, and his posture was composed and relaxed.
In his hands was a neat stack of papers, and his long fingers moved smoothly as he flipped through them one by one.
At the sound of the door opening, the man slowly looked up from the documents and turned to face her.
Noelle’s gaze met a pair of dark, unreadable eyes that seemed to hold far more than they revealed.
“I’m Ethan Martin,” he said, his voice low and husky, carrying a relaxed kind of confidence. “I’m here on my grandfather’s behalf to bring you home p>
Ethan Martin?
The name, so familiar yet strangely distant, sent a rush of childhood memories through Noelle’s mind.
Jeffery had once mentioned a marriage arrangement to her years ago. The man chosen to be her future husband—Levi’s grandson, Ethan.
And now, the man sitting before her was him? Her future husband?
She slid slowly into the back seat, trying to collect her thoughts as the black car pulled away from the Moss family residence.
Outside, Gerard and Willa remained frozen in place, too stunned to move. Their faces were a mix of shock and disbelief.
They had spent years trying to impress the Martin family, and now the Martins had shown up—for Noelle? And Ruben, with complete respect, had personally invited Noelle into Ethan’s car?
The entire time, he hadn’t even glanced at them, treating them as if they didn’t exist. How could this be possible?
Willa’s jaw tightened, her sweet smile long gone. Being outshone by Noelle had always bothered her, but this… this was something else entirely. It felt like a public slap to the face.
Meanwhile, inside the car, Noelle kept her eyes lowered, stealing cautious glances at the breathtaking man beside her. But all she could think about was whether he remembered the marriage arrangement.
God, she hoped he didn’t.
The whole idea felt childish now—outdated and ridiculous.