Noelle met Charles's concerned gaze and quickly nodded. "I'm fine, really. They didn't lay a finger on me." She flashed him a smile. "What brings you here?"

"Do you really have to ask?" Charles teased, gently tapping Noelle's nose. Sean, standing off to the side, could not take the mushy display any longer and gave a couple of pointed coughs. "Hey, lovebirds, mind taking the romance somewhere else? I did come here to lend a hand, you know."

Suddenly self-conscious, Noelle gently pushed Charles back. "We owe you one, Mr. Smith!"

Charles acknowledged with a nod. "Thanks." He then added, "Stand by Sean."

Charles brushed Noelle's shoulder with a reassuring touch before stepping past her into the fray. His gaze was sharp as it met Maxwell's, who seemed to nearly turn a shade of angry green at the sight of him. "What are you doing here!"

his pocket, betraying no emotion. "Grandpa, that

"You..."

you could've just told me. I wouldn't have stood in your way!" Charles's words hung in the air for a moment. "Grandpa, I don't care why

Do you have any idea what she just told me?

doesn't matter what she

you want to see Noelle, give me a heads up. wouldn't want to get the wrong idea that someone's out to hurt her You know what

left together. Sean, ever the picture of relaxed charm, leaned against doorframe, watching the drama unfold. After a moment, he flashed the his trademark grin. "Sir

my way

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