Soon after leaving behind the motorway, Noah arrived at the gated neighbourhood.
The villa complex was as private as he'd imagined, with high walls and dense trees offering seclusion.
Guards were stationed at the entrance, just like in Amelia's neighbourhood, giving the place an air of exclusivity and security.
As Noah slowed his car near the gate, a couple of guards approached, one of them stepping forward with a polite but cautious demeanour.
"Good evening, sir. How can I help you?" the guard asked.
Noah glanced at the guard, keeping his expression neutral yet friendly. "My name is Noah," he said smoothly, before pausing to ask, "And you are?"
"My name is Anderson, sir," the guard replied, standing a bit straighter. "I'm the guard leader here. How can I assist you?"
