Chapter 169
They could never go back.
Naomi never opened her eyes to indicate that she was awake. She kept her eyes closed.
Brendan also did not immediately get up. He continued gazing at her.
He only turned off the lights after looking at her for a long time.
The next morning, when Naomi opened her eyes, Brendan was already awake. He was getting dressed.
He turned to glance at her and greeted her blankly, "You're up."
Naomi put her hand over her eyes and peeked at him through her fingers.
She responded, "Yeah." She then continued, "I dreamt of you last night."
"What did you dream of?"
"I dreamt that while I was asleep, you..."
Naomi hadn't finished speaking before Brendan glared at her coldly. She made a motion of zipping her mouth. Then, she got out of bed lazily.
After a while, Ronald and Bailey rushed over just as Naomi and Brendan were leaving their room.
When he saw Naomi, Ronald went over excitedly and said, "Naomi, did you know the lawyer that spiked your drink last night has been caught?"
Naomi hadn't had a chance to react before Ronald continued, "Look at you. You did nothing but sleep and missed such an interesting show.
"Last night, the police received a report alleging that there were prostitutes in the little bar outside. A few policemen went over immediately.
"In the end, after they kicked down the door, they saw Gwendolyn with a few men. What a vulgar scene it was.
"So, Dorcan fired her this morning. In the future, it will be very difficult for her to continue being a lawyer."
Ronald's detailed description made it seem as though he had witnessed the entire scene firsthand.
Gwendolyn had spiked Naomi's drink so that she would get involved with a few men. She wanted to see whether Brendan could accept her afterward and whether anyone would support her in the future.
Who expected Naomi to see through her plan? Gwendolyn hadn't even realized when Bailey switched their drinks.
What happened afterward had nothing to do with Naomi. Gwendolyn would have ended up in a bad position, regardless of whether she had intervened. She hadn't expected that the police would get involved.
It looked like someone had helped her exact revenge.
As she listened to Ronald's description, she turned to glance at Brendan.
She had been pondering over it last night. Would Brendan be satisfied with just pouring away her spiked juice? When did he become such a nice person?Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
Apparently, he had his arrangements.
Naomi looked at Brendan and said, "You went hard on her! But thanks anyway."
Brendan didn't take his hands out of his pockets as he responded, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Naomi smiled. She hooked both arms around him. "Don't start! You shouldn't anonymously do acts of kindness. In addition, if you had told me yesterday, I would've satisfied you well."
Who would believe what Naomi said? Her words were like wind blowing through his ears. He didn't take them seriously.
Other than pleasing and benefiting herself, she would never care about other people.
When she heard Brendan laugh in disbelief, Naomi said, "Why don't we go back to our room and finish what we started last night?"
Just as Brendan stopped walking to respond to her, she smiled and m continued, "Oh right, you need to get to your meeting. You don't have time."
Brendan pulled his right hand from his pocket and pinched her chin. He threatened, "If you're so sincere, I'll make you pay tonight."
Naomi agreed cheerily.
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