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Chapter 17: Solvmane Manor
Sydney I don’t know what I was expecting when I arrived at Noah’s house, but it wasn’t this. I stood outside an iron gate, a wrap-around drive wound up to the front door of a two-story mini-mansion. I mean, I knew Noah was loaded, and I was no stranger to money myself, but it just felt… odd. Like it didn’t really fit him. The house itself looked bright and airy. A porch wrapped around the lower half, porch swing included. Large windows covered the white siding, sheer curtains hanging over the glass. Shrubs and bushes lined the porch, the scent of flowers heavy in the air. I could smell them even at the gate. How the hell was I supposed to get in there? I glanced around the iron bars. There was no button, no call pad. Nothing that would allow me to announce my arrival, causing me to
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