Chapter 351 -s 348-349: Really Not That Great
Chapter 351 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother" opens presenting: On the big bed, the girl gently pushed him with her small hand, annoyed by... Donât stop now!
On the big bed, the girl gently pushed him with her small hand, annoyed by his noise.Henry Reid looked at the girlâs turned face, then at her fair skin, and had to admit she had a great figure and good skin.
Staring at the girlâs beautiful back for a moment, he thought, since she made him feel so good, he should give her proper compensation.
In short, due to the excitement of last night, Henry Reid had a good impression of the girl with the back view and was certain she wasnât Elia Spencer because, judging by the leg length, Elia didnât have such long legs, nor was her skin so fair.
Then, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, pondering whether it could really be Maya Spencer...
But upon carefully examining the girlâs back again, he found her ankles werenât injured, and Maya was even fairer, translucent like jade, silky like a babyâs skin.
As for his familiarity with Mayaâs body, itâs because he forcefully kissed her three years ago.
Nowadays, Maya was being well taken care of by Liam Spencer, so he judged that the girl in front of him might as well be a hotel waitress.
After ruling out these two people, Henry Reid breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the girl again, and said, "Miss, stop sleeping, itâs time to discuss terms."
What left him speechless was how carefree this girl was, able to sleep so soundly even now.
Seeing his calls were fruitless twice, Henry Reid helplessly shook his head, put on a robe, got out of bed, planning to leave a check for her and disappear.
As he walked towards the wardrobe, he accidentally saw the girlâs face.
Immediately, Henry Reid let out an angry curse: "Damn, how could it be her? Hell!"
At that moment, Henry Reid almost vomited out the alcohol he drank yesterday. Fuck! How could this âold womanâ be sleeping in his bed?
Now, any bits of delight Henry Reid felt vanished, he even decided not to leave a check, no, she should compensate him for the loss, for sleeping with him. At this moment, Henry Reid was so angry his lungs were about to explode. He hurriedly walked to the big bed, extended his right hand, abruptly pulled the girl from the bed, and interrogated: "Noah Owen, how the hell are you in my room?"
This time, Noah Owen finally woke up, rudely awakened from a beautiful dream by Henry Reidâs shouting.
She opened her eyes in a daze, saw Henry Reid glaring at her angrily, and her breath stopped suddenly; she must be dreaming, a nightmare at that.
But Henry Reidâs angry expression very frankly told her everything was real, not a dream, and even her dream was not a dream, but reality.
When she realized the truth, she covered her mouth ready to vomit.
Henry Reid watched the girl get sick over him, so furious smoke came out from all seven orifices, thinking, heâs the one at a loss, right? This is his room, right? How did she barge in? Even slept in his bed; Henry Reid was going crazy.
Thus, tightly grasping Noah Owenâs arm, he gritted his teeth and asked, "You did this on purpose, didnât you? Came to disgust me on purpose, didnât you?"
Listening to Henry Reidâs accusations, Noah Owen was so angry she could kill, what did he mean she purposely disgusted him, she was disgusted to death herself.
But when she saw the wardrobe Henry Reid opened, saw it was all menâs clothes inside, she couldnât find a reason to argue because it seemed she really entered the wrong room.
She clearly remembered entering her own room, yet was puzzled why she went out without locking the door, turns out she entered Henry Reidâs room.
Thinking back to last night, Noah Owen shouted in her heart: Heavens! Earth! Give me a knife to end it all!
Looking at Henry Reidâs furious eyes, then at herself, she finally realized she wasnât wearing clothes.
Thinking how Henry Reid ate her up and down and openly ogled her, Noah Owen felt stifled. What made her even more depressed was she saw no desire or lust in this manâs eyes, only anger.
Noah Owen was unhappy, thinking, he took advantage yet gave her attitude, he slept for free all night and even showed her a sour face, not to mention this was her first time, the more Noah Owen thought, the less pleasant she felt.
However, seeing Henry Reidâs expression as if heâd eaten something stinky, her mood inexplicably brightened.
Since he was so angry about being slept by her, then let him get more angry.
Therefore, she casually shrugged off Henry Reidâs big hand, calmly got off the bed, took a nightdress from his wardrobe, put it on, and indifferently said, "Drank too much last night, entered the wrong room, sorry about that."
"Tell me! How much for the night, this lady will pay for it." Since sheâd already lost her virginity, she couldnât lose face as well, she must recover it, must pierce Henry Reidâs arrogance, and judging by his expression, he also thought he was the one at a loss, then letâs just treat it that way, sheâs the one who slept with him! At least she wouldnât be miserable enough to be the victim.
Noah Owenâs nonchalance infuriated Henry Reid, he never expected sheâd want to pay him off, what did she take him for, a gigolo?
Henry Reid couldnât contain his temper anymore, how could he maintain his dignity?
Last night, clearly, it was he who kissed Noah Owen first, clearly, it was he who undressed Noah Owen, clearly, Noah Owen was the victim, but roles were reversed due to Noah Owenâs dominance, no choice, after all, she has the same blood as Liam Spencer.
"What now? Is Young Master Reid feeling ashamed of his poor skills that he couldnât serve this young lady well, so heâs embarrassed to name a price?" Noah Owen saw Henry Reid was so angry he couldnât speak, continued to lash out verbally and attack him.
Then she added, "Young Master Reid, not to criticize, youâre really not that great,
"Noah Owen, have you no shame, arenât you afraid Iâll expose you?" Henry Reid was about to vomit blood from Noah Owenâs provocations.
This womanâs mouth was utterly vile; if it wasnât for not having a habit of hitting women, he definitely wouldâve laid hands on Noah Owen.
The angrier Henry Reid got, the more pleased Noah Owen became, looking at his face turning pale with rage, she unhurriedly picked up her handbag from the bedside table, pulled out a dime coin, turned and walked to Henry Reid, grabbed his hand and placed the coin in his palm, saying, "Young Master Reid, your skills arenât even worth a dime more, go home and practice properly."
Seeing the coin in his hand, Henry Reid nearly choked on his breath, he wanted to kill this woman, she actually sent him off with a mere 10 cents.
He held the coin tightly, glaring at Noah Owen, since he had no words to counter, when it came to mouth games, he was no match for Noah Owen.
In the bedroom, Henry Reid clenched his fists, breathlessly furious.
Henry Reid finally caught Noah Owenâs point of attack, naturally fought back desperately, whatever words could make Noah Owen spit blood, heâd say them.
Listening to Henry Reidâs sarcasm, Noah Owenâs face turned pale with anger, but she couldnât concede to Henry Reid, couldnât lower her head and admit defeat, or else her dignity would be gone, right?
Therefore, she suddenly smiled, after laughing, crossed her arms, slowly walked towards Henry Reid, leaning close to his ear, coldly said, "Young Master Reid, youâre overthinking,
"Such a pity, if Young Master Reid were a bit better, maybe Iâd reward you a few more bucks."
Then, she raised her right hand and slapped Henry Reidâs face provocatively: "Wasted this handsome face, no wonder Maya Spencer isnât interested in you,
In Henry Reidâs fantasy, he was already so angry he died of internal bleeding, heâd seen petty people but never anyone like Noah Owen who made him want to hit them.
Seeing Henry Reidâs pale face, Noah Owen slightly raised her lips, revealing a proud smile, and turned to walk towards the living room.
This suite, she didnât want to stay a moment longer, this place that filled her with shame, she had to leave quickly, she feared if she kept bickering with Henry Reid, sheâd expose herself,
So leaving was the best plan; when she returned to her room, sheâd vent her discontent, maybe by stabbing a voodoo doll of Henry Reid.