Chapter 141 A Perfect Match

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While Noel remained entirely composed, Neville and Amy looked at them in astonishment.

"Mr. Damian, you and Whitney knew each other?" Amy couldn't hold back herenciosity. It was obvious their relationship beyond simple again "She's my fiancée." Belote

de Whitney could respond, Damiancut feroft, openly realing their relationship

Amy was rendered speechless with shock, and Neville nearly failed to process what he had just heart.

"You'r engaged? Mr. Damian, you're such an accomplished young man, and your future wife is equally talented. Truly a protect match!" Ne wide with disbelirt Amy stammered, "Whitney, why didn't you ever mention (1)"

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Damiati casually draped his arm arross her shoulders, a gesture of undeniable possession. "Whitney prefers to keep things low-key the doesn't want relationship to allert her work, "heexplained

Neville nodded approvingly, commending her professionalism and dedication. Whitney's Enstration simmered beneath her composed exterior. Damian repeatedly tested her limits, and now he was forcing theic relationship to the spotlight, She lowered her gaze, feeling the playful glances from across the table. Noel's sarcastic remarks weren't entirely untranted. She had always amided

"Why do I keep holding back so much?" she thought.

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Herlone was cold and resolute "We're no longer together."

Nel remained indifferent, sipping his honey lemon tra as though nothing had happened.

Howryry, Hanian furrowed his bow biefly before spating calmly, "She's been upset with me for the past few days. I just haven't been able to make it up to her Young people's relationships were all about passion and excitement.

Neville immediately grasped the situation, nodding in understanding With the air of innteone who had been through it all, her offered a few words of ad Whitney wanted to clarify further, but Neville was already raising his glass to toast Noel Amy followed suit, directing her told to Nevillenoveldrama

With the distractisen piling up, Whitney realized there was no room to explain further Anbour later,

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Noel's bone was calm as ever. "You're so coderate. Why don't you take her instead?" Itis gaze was cool, and he showed no signs of being affected by the drinks. Without waning, Damian gralled Whitney's het. She tried to pull time, best his grip lightened. Noel's dark eyes flickered latiefly as they landed on the funds locked together.

Damien replied, "Don't be ridiculous, Hoel. How could I publy take another than one? Witney would be upset. We're heading back to the Howard residence"

With that, Damian firmly pulled Whitney toward the car in front of Noel, ignoring her resistance as he guided her into the passenger seat.

Amy's face flushed with a mix of shyness and anticipation as she looked at Noel and said softly, "Mr. Howard, shall we get in the car as well?*

A taxt happened to pull up nearby, its previous passengers just stepping out.

Noel cast a glance at Daniel, who immediately stepped forward.

Dariel gestured politely toward Amy. "Ms. Jenner, you can take this cab. Mr. Howard has other matters to attend to, so I'll make sure you get home safely."