Wait, She’s a Billionaire

Patrick’s face stiffened, his hands nervously gripping his thighs as he hurriedly explained, “There’s no way I’d slip something into your drink. We’re already engaged, so it’d be pointless, wouldn’t it? Besides, this wine is provided by the restaurant.”

Hannah narrowed her eyes, saying, “It better be.”

She swirled the dark red liquid in her glass, bringing it close to her lips.

Just as she was about to drink, the door to the private room swung open, and a pair of warm, hands brushed against her fingertips, taking the glass from her hand.

Hannah looked up in surprise.

It was Noah.

“What are you doing here?”

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Noah did not speak. Instead, he brought the glass to his nose, taking a gentle sniff, while he glanced

at the man seated beside Hannah from the corner of his eye.

Patrick swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure.

“Who are you? I reserved this room, and you’re trespassing. Please leave!”

He moved to stand up, intending to snatch the wine glass from Noah’s hand.

Noah stepped back, silent.

In one swift motion, he splashed the entire glass of wine onto Patrick’s face, his demeanor icy.

Patrick froze, his face now stained with wine.

He instinctively licked his lips, then quickly spat, and frantically wiped his mouth clean.

Hannah propped her chin on her hand, stifling a laugh as she watched the scene unfold.

Noah was typically cool–headed, but today, he was genuinely enraged.”

He slammed the wine glass onto the table, breaking it into pieces with a loud crash.

“To think you’d dare to spike the drink of your fiancee. You’re a real beast.”

Patrick was momentarily stunned by Noah’s presence, but then he gathered himself.

Since he was slightly shorter than Noah, he had to tilt his chin up to glare. Then, he took off his glasses to wipe them.

“You accuse me of spiking the drink. Where’s your evidence? I can sue you for slander! And this is my territory. Just wait. Not only will I demand an apology from you immediately, but I’ll also have my security throw you out!”

He angrily dialed the manager’s number.

“Hello, it’s me, Patrick! Someone is causing trouble in my private room. Get security here now, or I’ll file a complaint against you!”Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

He angrily hung up the phone, glaring at Noah with disdain.

“Kid, just because you’re good–looking doesn’t mean you’re all that. Considering your relationship with Hannah, I’ll let this slide as long as you apologize. You won’t even have to pay for the smashed glass.”

Hannah, sitting quietly, covered her mouth to stifle a laugh, nearly bursting with amusement.

In the over a year she had known Noah, she had never seen anyone who could make him apologize.

Casually picking up the fork from the table, Hannah popped an appetizer into her mouth.

This was like watching a show!

Noah glanced at her, still eating, then continued to stare coldly at Patrick.

“You don’t know who I am, yet you dare to be arrogant. If the manager comes in, it’ll be you who will get thrown out.”

Patrick froze once more.

Noah’s aura was too chilling, his gaze too indifferent, his demeanor too noble.

Could it be… that big shot?

Feeling slightly intimidated, Patrick lowered his head and asked Hannah, who was munching on the appetizers, “Hannah, who is he?”

Hannah pondered for å moment before casually replying, “A doctor.”

“Really, just a doctor?”

“Mhm.”

Patrick’s eyebrows raised and furrowed, then he asked again, “So, what’s your relationship with him? Are you close?”

Hannah froze.

Noah remained silent, waiting for her response.