Chapter 139 Good Intentions Turning into a Misunderstanding

Noel let out a soft chuckle as he began removing his jacket and loosening the collar of his shirt. Whitney was at a loss for words, feeling a surge of panic. She lowered her voice and called out, "Noel!" "Do you still want to wash your hair?" He ignored her frustration and walked straight to the bathroom. Whitney quickly followed. "What do you mean? Are you here to fix the showerhead for me?" she asked. "There's a toolbox over there. Bring it," Noel said casually. Whitney stood there for a moment before hurrying to get the small orange toolbox and walking back to him quickly. She was still curious. "How did you know I called Mr. Hughton?" Noel took a screwdriver from the toolbox, his tall frame easily reaching the showerhead. "I was nearby," he replied simply. When he had entered the living room earlier, he overheard Isaac on the phone. Someone had gone down to the basement to check, and there was no issue with the main plumbing. The workers who typically handled these things