Chapter 930
“Then let’s just call him Beau.”
After finishing her breakfast, Noreen logged onto a virtual business meeting.
By the time she wrapped up, she discovered Seth had commandeered her kitchen and was already prepping lunch.
He had ordered fresh groceries delivered right to the door.
The spread was absurdly lavish.
Meat, vegetables, fresh fruit—he was aggressively targeting a balanced nutritional profile.
The rich, mouthwatering aroma of home cooking drifted from the kitchen, actually causing the famously work-obsessed Noreen to zone out for a few seconds.
A deep, profound sense of security settled over her heart.
This exact domestic scene was something she had once desperately craved.
But now…
Things would simply never go back to the way they were.
Noreen got up and walked toward the espresso machine to make herself a cup of coffee.
Before she even reached it, Seth emerged from the kitchen carrying a steaming bowl of warm brown sugar tea. “Skip the coffee. Drink this instead.”
“I just need a pick-me-up.”
She usually relied on an iced Americano around this time to stay sharp.
“Dr. Wynne explicitly stated that your severe dysmenorrhea and irregular cycles are triggered by drinking too much ice-cold stuff. You need to fix that habit.”
He placed the warm bowl next to her laptop, then reached over and plucked the empty mug right out of her hand.
Gently pinching her cheek, he coaxed her in a disgustingly sweet tone, “Be a good girl and listen to me.”
The sheer charisma of it completely short-circuited Noreen’s brain.
It wasn’t until she took her first sip of the sweet herbal concoction that she realized she had been totally played!
That manipulative bastard… he just used a honey trap on her!
After her meeting with the editor, Claire excitedly called Noreen to announce she had completely nailed the negotiation!
She asked what Noreen wanted for lunch, offering to pick something up.
Noreen glanced at the broad silhouette moving around her kitchen and hesitated for
a fraction of a second. “I already ate.”
“What about dinner, then? My treat!”
“Whatever works.” Noreen was never one to ruin a good mood.
During lunch, Noreen casually mentioned her dinner plans to Seth.
“Can I tag along?” Seth asked.
Noreen gave him a flat look.
Seth sighed dramatically. “I know, I know. My existence is a dirty little secret.”
Noreen completely ignored the pity party.
After lunch, Noreen touched up her makeup, threw on a fresh outfit, and headed out the door.
Seth aggressively insisted on driving her.
After essentially letting him play house all day, refusing a simple ride felt a bit hypocritical.
Noreen relented, getting into the car and giving Linda the destination address. The luxury car cruised smoothly until they pulled up in front of The Siam Orchid. Just before she got out, Seth hooked his pinky around hers and asked softly, “Should I come pick you up when you’re done?”
Since she had willingly gotten into his car and allowed him into her home, surely she’d be willing to let him take her home, right?
Noreen’s breathing hitched slightly. Lowering her gaze, she replied coldly, “Claire and I live together. We’ll obviously go home together.”
She yanked her hand free from his grip and slipped out of the car without looking back.
The second the heavy door clicked shut, the warm light in his eyes rapidly died out.
Linda eyed the neon signage of the restaurant, his eyes darting around suspiciously. “Mr. Harcourt… this place is super famous on the internet Rumor has it they have they have d macho exotic dance performance.”
He was completely right.
Claire had dragged her to The Siam Orchid, which was basically the exact same concept as The Titan’s Table!
Spotting Noreen, Claire leaned in
with absolute secrecy. “So, I heard they got some new inventory’ keres Sorought you out to expand your
horizons.”
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“Can you please stop watching so much TikTok? I’m begging you! Haven’t you been scammed enough?”
Claire puffed out her chest. “Trust me, this time is totally different.”
Ten minutes later.
Claire’s tune had entirely shifted. “I literally fall for a different scam every single day
of my life!”
Exactly as predicted, she had been scammed again.
The so-called ‘star performer’ was prancing around in an aggressively tacky, skin- tight outfit.
Watching the spectacle immediately
triggered Claire’s memory of Wilbur in a tight shirt, and the complaints
started flying out of her mouth before she could stop them
“His body is absolute trash. Wilbur’s physique is way better than this guy’s.”
Noreen froze, staring at her in shock. “Wilbur? You’ve seen Wilbur’s body?”