Chapter 383

• Uncle Noel’s sharp eyes scanned the mess in his room, his expression darkening. Every drawer was left open, furniture was overturned, and his belongings were scattered across the floor. Someone had been searching for something—something important.
• His gaze settled on Aida, who stood there looking completely unbothered. "Mind telling me what exactly you were looking for in my room?" he asked, his voice firm.
• Aida glanced at him, then at the chaos she had caused, and grinned. "Knock-out drugs," she answered casually.