Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson)

Chapter 860

In the tense silence between the two men, Hannah's voice cut through the air, her tone icy ‘Nothing. We've met a few times, but we’re not close.”

Noah's heart sank, aching in his chest at her words.

However, Patrick seemed to grasp the situation now, and his arrogance resurfaced as he looked at Noah.

“So, you deliberately deceived me, huh? | was going to let you off because of Hannah, but now it seeins unnecessary. You're digging your own grave! People like you belong behind bars for a few days!

Before he could finish his harsh words, the door to the private room swung open, and the manager entered with four security guards in tow.

Patrick immediately pointed at Noah. “It’s him! He barged into the room for no reason, smashed a glass, and accused me of tampering with the drinks. Call the police and throw him out!”

Despite his tirade, the manager ignored him and approached Noah, bowing to address him respectfully. “Mr. Noah, what’s... going on?”

“Mr. Noah? Which Mr. Noah?” Patrick’s tone weakened.

“How many Mr. Noahs do you think there are? Of course, he’s the second son of Svelton’s Lawson family!” The manager glared at Patrick, his tone stern.

“You may not be aware, but Mr. Corey is Yana Hotel’s biggest shareholder, and Mr. Noah is Mr. Corey's brother. You're dining on Lawson family territory, and yet you dare to try to chase him away? How audacious!”

Patrick looked at Noah’s face, then at Hannah, speechless with astonishment. Noah’s deep voice soon broke the silence in the room.

“Throw him out. He drugged the drink. Take him to the police station and let them teach him at lesson. Next time you encounter this Mr. Fuller, don’t entertain him.”

“Yes, Mr. Noah, you can count on us! We'll handle it!” Patrick finally realized his mistake. He had offended a big shot!

“Mr. Noah, please spare me. | was wrong, | didn’t know who you were! | swear | didn’t drug the drink! Please don’t send me to the police station! Please, don’t hold a grudge against the Fuller Group!”

He begged and pleaded, trying to approach Noah.

Noah grimaced in disgust and kicked him away.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Get him out of here!”

“Y—-yes, Mr. Noah!”

In the private room, the guards swiftly covered Patrick’s mouth, silencing his cries for mercy, and dragged him out. Once the noisy commotion had completely subsided, the manager apologized to Noah.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Noah. We didn’t expect Mr. Fuller to act like that. Next time, we'll screen our customers’ behavior better before allowing them in.‘

Noah simply grunted in response, choosing not to speak.

The manager continued, “The food on this table has been eaten, and the room is now dirty. Would you and Ms. Hannah like to move to a better private room?”

Noah was about to respond when Hannah spoke up first, “No need. I’ve already eaten enough.”

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Observing her profile as she nibbled on the appetizers, he asked in a deep voice, “Are you really content to have someone like Patrick as your fiance?”

“What do you think? Am I?” Hannah countered.

Noah sat up straight, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on her face.

“You're not, and you don’t like him. Otherwise, you wouldn't have stayed silent and watched him suffer.”

Hannah chuckled but did not answer directly, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

She quipped, “My dad arranged my marriage with him to improve the Moore Group. | had no choice.” She reached for the empty glass beside her and poured herself a glass of red wine.

“Everyone in Farlem knows about my desperate pursuit of a man before | left. Besides Patrick, whot else could | marry? And since you're not marrying me, why bother meddling in my affairs?”

Feeling conflicted inside, she lifted the glass, ready to drain it in one gulp.

However, once again, Noah snatched the glass away from her.