The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 389

Seeing her hesitation, Dylan frowned slightly. “What’s wrong? Are you worried you can’t handle it?”

Rebecca shook her head. “No, sir… I’ll give it my best shot.”

Dylan nodded and motioned for her to leave.

Once outside, Rebecca found a quiet spot where no one was around and quickly dialed N’s number.

A child’s familiar, sweet voice came through the line. “Hello? Who’s this?”

Rebecca’s heart skipped a beat. “Noah? Is that really you?”

Hearing her voice, Noah caught on right away. “Huh? Mom? Why are you calling me on this number? This is my business line, you know.”

Rebecca pressed a hand to her forehead, speechless—so N really was Noah.

She collected herself and gave a small, exasperated sigh. “N? Who gave you that name?”

Noah chuckled. “I named myself, of course! Isn’t it cool, Mom?”

Rebecca was at a loss for words, but moved on. “Tell me, what’s up with your SOAI chip? Why is everyone talking about it?”

Noah sniffed with a hint of pride. “Mom, I’m all the rage right now. Everybody wants to work with me!”

Rebecca couldn’t help but laugh. “So, do you have any partners in mind?”

Noah pouted. “No way. I’m not partnering with anyone. If there’s money to be made, it should stay in the Thomson family.”

Rebecca wasn’t sure what Noah was planning. He’d announced the SOAI chip, but had no intention of collaborating with anyone. Still, she respected his choice. “Alright. I’ll let your stepdad know you’re not interested.”

Hanging up, Rebecca started thinking about what excuse she could use to convince Dylan to drop the idea of a partnership.

Just then, she spotted a familiar silhouette heading into Dylan’s office.

“Whoa… what happened? Did your face lose a fight with a truck?” Dylan couldn’t help the trace of amusement in his tone—Fitch just looked that ridiculous.

Fitch scowled. “Can’t you tell? I got beat up!”

Dylan’s interest only grew, the corners of his mouth twitching. “Who did this to you?”

“Who else? Samuel!” Fitch was practically shaking with rage, grinding out Samuel’s name through clenched teeth.

“You went to see Samuel?” Dylan asked.

Fitch nodded. “I just wanted to ask him if he and Raina were really a thing. Next thing I know, he didn’t even say a word—just had his guys rough me up.”

Dylan let out a low chuckle. “That’s what you get for poking the bear.”

“Me? I didn’t poke anyone!” Fitch shot to his feet, indignant. “I barely said a word before he called in his goons!”