CHAPTER 372: CHAPTER 370: REFUSING TO HELP [5 UPDATES]

"Liam, if you dare do it a second time, I will not let you off," Maya Spencer warned with hatred.

In fact, Maya wasn’t really that angry about this farce, but since she was here, she might as well play her part well!

After all, Liam had always said he liked her mischievous side, so why not just go all the way? It would make Liam happy, so why not?

Listening to Maya’s warning, Liam hugged her, pulling her into his arms to feel his passion.

"What are you doing? Aren’t you busy with work?" Maya quickly placed her hands on his chest to keep a distance, in case he got any fantasies.

However, Liam got closer and bit her lip, saying, "Maya, you are truly beautiful!"

"Of course!" Maya accepted the compliment gracefully.

"Let’s eat." Liam said, then took Maya’s hand and led her to dinner.

In the elevator, the two were holding hands, and shortly after, Noah Owen entered.

She looked Maya up and down, then smiled indifferently, "So, are you here to assert your dominance?"

Charlotte Owen’s recent antics were well-known, and seeing Maya at the company, it was obvious she would have to hear complaints from her mother again tonight about a futile struggle.

"Do I really need to assert anything?" Maya felt that there was no need to assert anything about her and Liam’s relationship.

Noah looked at Maya’s arrogance and rolled her eyes, then coldly said to Liam, "Liam, my mom’s been nice to you, don’t let your wife bully her all the time."

"Okay!" Liam responded perfunctorily, and Maya pinched him hard.

When the elevator doors opened, Noah, in her high heels, headed to the gathering. Having been back for so long, it was the first time a classmate treated her to dinner. How could she not go?

"Noah, over here!" As soon as Noah entered the restaurant, she heard someone call her, so she walked over.

"Noah, long time no see. Why didn’t you tell us in advance that you were coming back?"

"Exactly! I only heard from my dad who saw you!"

"We girls should definitely gather more often."

There were four people at the table, including Noah. Listening to their enthusiasm, she felt awkward. She couldn’t recall when she had such sisterhood and wouldn’t have bothered if they hadn’t brought her near the Owen Clan Group for dinner.

Moreover, their enthusiasm must mean they had a favor to ask. Otherwise, why invite her to dinner only after she started working?

So, she didn’t bother pretending, took a sip of her drink, and said casually, "If you have something to say, just say it, don’t beat around the bush."

Noah always had a cold personality, not much different from Liam. However, such a personality in girls didn’t attract admirers like it did in boys, resulting in her having few friends since childhood.

"Noah, what are you talking about! We just wanted to see you." The girl across from Noah explained awkwardly.

"Fine, then when you do ask, don’t blame me for turning my back." Before coming here, Noah did look forward to seeing her old classmates, but seeing everyone fawning on her fakely, she wanted to leave.

"Haha, Noah, you’re still so straightforward! Alright! I admit, I do have a favor to ask. My dad’s company is currently bidding for an Owen Clan project, and I hoped you could help. If it’s successful, your reward will definitely be satisfactory," said the girl next to Noah, breaking the ice first.

"Sorry, I only handle planning, not business. I can’t help. Even if I could, I wouldn’t. What’s this about a satisfactory reward? Do I, Noah Owen, look like I lack money? Need rebates from you? I certainly won’t interfere in Liam’s business."

"Noah, we’re all old classmates, just give us some face! Besides, this Owen Clan Group’s surname is Owen, not Spencer. Why do you keep hiding abroad and not come back? You’re handing over such a good opportunity. It was managed by your mom before and should be yours, how come it ended up with the third young master? He’s a Spencer," the girl, seeing Noah refuse, began to instigate conflict.

Despite Noah being difficult, she was still easier to talk to than the third young master. If an internal conflict broke out in the Owen Clan, standing on Noah’s side would certainly bring benefits.

Noah grinned coldly at the girl’s incitement. It was the first time anyone had dared say such things about Liam in front of her.

At this moment, she almost wanted to flip the table.

The Owen Clan Group was indeed managed by Charlotte Owen before, but it was essentially just a shell company, handed to Liam only when facing bankruptcy, who revived it. Thus, neither Noah nor Charlotte had ever concerned themselves with the company, nor did they want a share.

Besides, Liam treated them well, better than anyone else. So how could she succumb to such provocation?

Taking a deep breath, she turned and looked at the girl beside her, mockingly saying, "Claire Baker, put away that insidious face. Do you think a few words can provoke me? When treating others as fools, assess your own intelligence first, or you’ll just embarrass yourself."

Flipping faces faster than a book, Noah scolded her classmate without mercy, leaving no room for tact.

"Noah, that’s harsh. We’re classmates, after all. We said those things for your good, and they’re true," the other two girls also chimed in.

"Ha! Don’t trouble yourself on my behalf, Claire. Let me tell you, if I said a word, Liam would agree to your bidding, but I won’t help you just because you hope for internal conflict at the Owen Clan. Should I call you dumbass... or dumbass?" If they said one more word, Noah might have hit someone.

And at this moment, she was utterly frustrated, thinking she should have just tagged along with Liam and Maya for lunch. Why meet these bastards? Truly a lapse in judgment.

"What are you so angry about? Bad temper, no skills, don’t listen to advice, no wonder you can’t get married." Claire, frustrated by Noah’s insult, jabbed at her unmarried status.

"Whoosh!" Just as Claire finished speaking, Noah grabbed the juice and mercilessly splashed it on her face, drenching Claire like a soaked chicken.

Stunned, the girl immediately sprang up from the couch, pointing at Noah and yelling, "If you don’t want to help, fine, but why splash me with juice?"

Ignoring the complaints, Noah quickly stood up from the sofa, swung her arm and slapped Claire hard across the face, saying, "I not only splashed you with juice, but I also slapped you. What can you do about it?"

Now the girl was irate, raising her hands to scratch at Noah, while cursing, "You’re crazy, that’s why you can’t get married and deserve no boyfriend."

The other two girls, upon seeing the situation, immediately stood up to stop it, though they were mostly holding Noah back, allowing Claire a chance to retaliate.