Chapter 523 - Quite Smooth
Chapter 523 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother" opens with: Maya listened to Noah Owenâs lament and quickly grabbed Ella Turnerâs hand, introducing to Noah... See what unfolds next!
Maya listened to Noah Owenâs lament and quickly grabbed Ella Turnerâs hand, introducing to Noah and Seven, "Noah, Seven, this is my good friend Ella Turner, Elijah Reedâs girlfriend.""Noah, Seven, nice to meet you both." Ella greeted politely.
"Ella, Iâm Noah Owen. Since youâre Mayaâs best friend, weâre family now." Noah, being pregnant, had become more cheerful than before.
"Mm!" Ella nodded.
"Ella, Iâm Seven Murray, happy to be friends with you." Seven extended her right hand with a smile to greet Ella.
"Mmm, thank you." Ella looked at the two girls in front of her, feeling a good vibe.
Tonight, she was especially happy to fit into Elijah and Mayaâs life.
Before, whenever Maya wanted to introduce her to friends, she always felt a bit shy, feeling like she wasnât in the same league, not from some wealthy family, so she only remained friends with Maya.
But today, meeting Noah and Seven whom Maya spoke of, Ella found them to be just like Maya, unpretentious and approachable.
Actually, she was second to none. With the care Ethan Turner and Elijah Reed gave her, she could be anyoneâs princess.
Then, the girls began chatting about everything under the sun, movies, fashion, Sevenâs work, and Noahâs pregnancy symptoms, chatting enthusiastically.
"Noah, donât eat random things, and donât drink alcohol." A moment later, Henry Reid came over and advised Noah.
Listening to Henryâs advice, Noah replied helplessly, "Got it!"
Her tone was filled with happiness, it seemed she got along well with Henry.
Maya watched Noahâs slightly bulging belly with envy, inadvertently thinking about the child she didnât keep.
Even now, thinking back, Maya felt itâs a pity.
She wondered if she had kept that child, what would it be like now, would they look more like her or more like Liam Spencer.
Ella, sitting beside her, saw Maya staring at Noahâs belly and immediately held her small hand, comforting her that kids would come sooner or later.
"Hey, what are you thinking? Some classmates want to see you." Just then, Liam Spencer suddenly sat beside Maya, teasing her nose as he spoke.
Soon after, the girls were each taken away, leaving only Seven alone.
At the bar, watching her brother cuddle Maya in his arms, Seven wore a faint helpless smile, thinking her brother was truly heartwarming when being gentle.
Maya lay quietly in Liamâs embrace, listening to othersâ conversations without speaking, just lying there in silence.
Noticing Mayaâs low spirits, Liam bent down, whispered in her ear, "Maya, youâre still young. Just have fun now, and next year weâll have a baby."
Liam saw the hint of sadness in Mayaâs eyes, aware she was remembering things she wished to forget.
With time past, Liam didnât want Maya dwelling on it, nor did he want her emotions affected.
"Mmm!" Maya nodded, agreeing.
Nearby, Seven watched the coupleâs affection, biting her lower lip while smiling foolishly at them. Though she watched everyone pairing up, it would be a lie to say Seven wasnât envious; after all, sheâd been busy with work and hadnât gone on a date.
"Seven." At that moment, Christopher Scott suddenly sat beside Seven, calling out to her.
The sudden voice made Seven turn abruptly, not out of excitement but startled, and upon seeing Christopher, she managed an awkward smile, acknowledging him with a nod.
Since they parted at the Shaw Clan Groupâs annual celebration, Seven hadnât seen Christopher.
Their meeting now left her feeling calm, without stirring up storms. Faced with Christopherâs amicable greeting, she responded politely.
"I heard youâre doing sales on a digital platform, is everything going smoothly?"
"Yes, itâs going pretty well." Seven replied calmly, not speaking as excitedly about her work as before.
After all, what she was doing seemed insignificant in Christopherâs eyes.
Watching Sevenâs polite and gentle smile, Christopher felt a pang in his heart. Earlier, he had briefly explained the misunderstanding from three years ago to Seven, but she no longer cared. He wanted to explain it to her in detail but didnât know how.
So, he continued with the work topic, asking, "Anything I can help with?"
"No, thank you!" Seven remained very polite, so much so that it pained Christopher, making him regret ever making that shameless demand to Seven back then, using unspoken rules to threaten her.
Now he deeply regretted it, yet couldnât change Sevenâs guarded attitude toward him.
After a brief chat, Seven casually found an excuse to slip away.
Even though she no longer harbored hatred for Christopher, she didnât want any further entanglement.
Seven knew why Christopher approached her again; she wasnât willing to repeat mistakes, and she had no feelings for him.
Christopher watched Seven from a distance, smiling as she chatted with others, his gaze never leaving her.
"Ah! Those unattainable are always stirring restively." At some point, Maya jumped to Christopherâs side, remarking with deep meaning.
Looking at her smug grin, Christopher threw his right arm over her shoulder, asking with a laugh, "Hey, sweetheart, tell me, what do I need to do to win Seven back?"
"Seven is a tough nut to crack; her temper is stubborn, and once she decides something, itâs hard to change. Even if she still has feelings for you, she probably wouldnât admit it." Among these women, except for the mild-tempered Ella Turner, which one of them was easy to handle?
"So youâre saying you donât think we have a chance?"
"Seven, I think you should let her be; sheâs not the kind whoâll compromise. Maybe when sheâs with someone else, sheâll realize she actually likes you." Maya opined indifferently, suggesting a bit of an expertâs familiarity with love.
"I canât wait, Seven is a few years older than you, her mindset is different. Maybe now she just wants to find someone stable to live peacefully, to appease her mother." Christopher spoke with helplessness.
"Would it be like that? Choose to compromise because of age?" Maya furrowed her brow, puzzled, she didnât think so. Besides, Seven wasnât that old, just 26.
"Ah! When are you and your brother going to get things done?"
"Next year maybe!"
"Christopher, would you mind taking your arm away?" Liam glared at Christopherâs arm on his wifeâs shoulder, displeased.
"Brother, why so petty? Let me lean a bit, comforting a wounded little heart."
"1, 2..." Before Liam could finish counting to 3, Christopher removed his hand from Mayaâs shoulder.