Time can verify everything.
If a woman in love cannot fully grasp reality, then leave everything to time.
"Great!" Noah Reed was overjoyed, "Sis, don't go back on your word!"
"Hmm." Delia Frieman nodded, but her eyes flickered with worry.
Noah Reed noticed the unusual look in Delia's eyes and immediately asked: "Sis, is something bothering you?"
"Not really something to worry about, just a bit strange."
With that said, Delia told Noah Reed about her encounter with Rachel Barton.
Upon hearing her words, Noah Reed frowned slightly.
Logically, given the Thompson Clan's power, it was almost impossible for anyone trying to help Rachel Barton escape.
"Is Miss Thompson aware of this?" Noah Reed asked thereafter.
Delia nodded, "I've told her."
Noah Reed squinted his eyes, "As long as you've told her. This matter is not ours to intervene."
"Hmm."
On the other side.
Viola Thompson rode her bike to the cemetery.
She bought a bunch of red roses from the base of the mountain.