Chapter 316: Psychotherapy, Her Resistance.

After hearing Adriel River's analysis that day, Noah Bates was silent for a long time by himself.

So long that the next day, Nicholas Woods couldn't find him anywhere, pushed open the door to his private apartment, and saw a floor littered with cigarette butts and pop cans. Noah Bates was sitting there, stiff as a statue, with the last cigarette burning between his fingers. Nicholas Woods frowned and called out, "Young Master Bates..."

It took a while for Noah Bates to snap back to reality. Looking at his aide standing at the door, he spoke with a hoarse voice, "You're here?"

"Tonight we still have to provide psychological therapy for Miss Don..."

Nicholas Woods stepped forward, helping Noah Bates clean up the trash and cans, "You can get ready to leave."