CHAPTER 351: CHAPTERS 348-349: REALLY NOT THAT GREAT [4 UPDATES]

On the big bed, the girl gently pushed him with her small hand, annoyed by his noise.

Henry Reid looked at the girl’s turned face, then at her fair skin, and had to admit she had a great figure and good skin.

Staring at the girl’s 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 wasn’t Elia Spencer because, judging by the leg length, Elia didn’t 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 girl’s back again, he found her ankles weren’t injured, and Maya was even fairer, translucent like jade, silky like a baby’s skin.

As for his familiarity with Maya’s body, it’s 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, it’s 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 girl’s 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 ’old woman’ 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 Reid’s 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 Reid’s 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, he’s 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 Owen’s arm, he gritted his teeth and asked, "You did this on purpose, didn’t you? Came to disgust me on purpose, didn’t you?"

Listening to Henry Reid’s 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 men’s clothes inside, she couldn’t 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 Reid’s 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 Reid’s furious eyes, then at herself, she finally realized she wasn’t 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 man’s 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 Reid’s expression as if he’d 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 Reid’s 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 she’d already lost her virginity, she couldn’t lose face as well, she must recover it, must pierce Henry Reid’s arrogance, and judging by his expression, he also thought he was the one at a loss, then let’s just treat it that way, she’s the one who slept with him! At least she wouldn’t be miserable enough to be the victim.

Noah Owen’s nonchalance infuriated Henry Reid, he never expected she’d want to pay him off, what did she take him for, a gigolo?

Henry Reid couldn’t 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 Owen’s 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 couldn’t serve this young lady well, so he’s embarrassed to name a price?" Noah Owen saw Henry Reid was so angry he couldn’t speak, continued to lash out verbally and attack him.

Then she added, "Young Master Reid, not to criticize, you’re really not that great,

"Noah Owen, have you no shame, aren’t you afraid I’ll expose you?" Henry Reid was about to vomit blood from Noah Owen’s provocations.

This woman’s mouth was utterly vile; if it wasn’t for not having a habit of hitting women, he definitely would’ve 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 aren’t 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 Owen’s point of attack, naturally fought back desperately, whatever words could make Noah Owen spit blood, he’d say them.

Listening to Henry Reid’s sarcasm, Noah Owen’s face turned pale with anger, but she couldn’t concede to Henry Reid, couldn’t 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, you’re overthinking,

"Such a pity, if Young Master Reid were a bit better, maybe I’d reward you a few more bucks."

Then, she raised her right hand and slapped Henry Reid’s face provocatively: "Wasted this handsome face, no wonder Maya Spencer isn’t interested in you,

In Henry Reid’s fantasy, he was already so angry he died of internal bleeding, he’d seen petty people but never anyone like Noah Owen who made him want to hit them.

Seeing Henry Reid’s pale face, Noah Owen slightly raised her lips, revealing a proud smile, and turned to walk towards the living room.

This suite, she didn’t 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, she’d expose herself,

So leaving was the best plan; when she returned to her room, she’d vent her discontent, maybe by stabbing a voodoo doll of Henry Reid.