Noelle glanced at Hunter with a faint smile. "Shall we go, Coach Haberkorn?"
She wasn't sure how he had managed to show up just in time. He was supposed to have gone back to Hardington that morning, yet here he was when she needed him most.
The surprise warmed her heart. Being thought of and cared for was something deeply comforting.
Hunter, however, didn't look amused. "Where are you going next?"
Noelle hadn't really planned that far ahead. Since she had already left the intensive training camp, it didn't matter where she went.
But his question made her pause. "I'll wait until my teammates from Flame Speed Racing finish their event, then catch up with them. After that, we can all head back to Hardington together."
Since they were already in the same city, and because her teammates rarely came down from the mountain to hang out, she felt it was only right—especially as their captain—to gather everyone together.
Hunter nodded. "Bonnie heard you were in Brindley and insisted on coming. Juned has already brought her here. Do you want to spend a little time with her?"
He left the choice to Noelle, and she saw no reason to refuse. Bonnie was bright and lively. She was such a sweet child. She had always liked her. Knowing the girl's tragic background only made her more protective of her.
"Of course."
They drove to Hunter's place in Brindley, a house far bigger than the one he had in Hardington. It was a standalone villa with a private courtyard. In this part of Brindley, the property had to be worth a fortune.
She couldn't help being impressed. For someone who usually kept such a low profile, he was far wealthier than he let on.
Bonnie was busy stacking blocks when they arrived. The moment she saw Noelle, she ran over. She asked to be picked up, and she tugged Noelle away to play.
Being with the little girl lightened Noelle's mood.
At noon, she had lunch with Bonnie and Hunter. He ordered takeout from a high-end hotel, and the three of them looked like a family of three.
In the afternoon, she helped Bonnie try on dresses, braided her hair into neat little plaits, and even watched a movie with her.
When Bonnie finally grew tired, she refused to nap until Noelle held her and told her stories. Slowly, her head began to nod like a pecking chick.
Noelle tucked her into bed and pulled a blanket over her. The girl slept peacefully, her small face soft and serene.
Noelle exhaled in relief.
That was when she noticed Hunter standing at the door, his face grim. She looked up in surprise, lowered her voice, and asked, "What happened?"
He didn't want to tell her, but some things couldn't be avoided.



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