Chapter 333 A Guest in the Den
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Thanks to the memories from her previous life, Naomi was extremely experienced when it came to using her body to manipulate men.
By the end of the day, she felt completely weak and limp. As she got ready to shower, her eyes landed on a bank card sitting on Christian’s desk.
It wasn’t in plain sight, but it looked new.
When Christian saw it, he immediately tensed. Naomi didn’t think much of it. “Wow, that fast? You already moved the money I gave you?”
Christian realized she’d misunderstood–she thought he had transferred her payment to a new bank
account.
That was fine. Better that way. He had no intention of revealing anything about Eliza.
“Y–yeah,” he stammered.
“Good.” Naomi walked over and wrapped her arms around his neck. “My Dr. Christian is so cute. Can I stay at your place for the next few days?”
Her voice was soft and coaxing. Naturally, Christian didn’t have it in him to turn away a beautiful woman who had thrown herself into his arms. He agreed immediately.
Naomi smiled and kissed his cheek. “Good boy. I’ll just be a minute.”
With that, she turned and went into the bathroom.
She was quite satisfied with Christian.
She was confident she’d be pregnant in no time.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Nathan and Evelyn had noticed Naomi hadn’t come back all day.
Evelyn was getting anxious. If Naomi’s plan to “borrow a seed” got exposed, Mr. Nathaniel would make sure their entire family was crippled.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Evelyn rushed to answer it, thinking it was her daughter. But standing there was a man and a woman who looked like a married couple.
“Who are you?” Evelyn asked warily.
Naomi had warned them: to avoid detection by the Sue family, they were not to open the door for strangers under any circumstances.
But this couple didn’t seem threatening.
The woman stepped forward, holding a pot. “We live downstairs. Just moved in. We figured we’d be seeing each other a lot, so we brought some beef stew to share.”
The woman looked sweet and harmless. The man beside her seemed quiet and sincere.
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Chapter 333 A Guest in the Den
That cased Evelyn’s suspicions.
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They’d been relying on Naomi to order groceries for them lately, so seeing the delicious–smelling beef stew made Evelyn’s eyes light up. She took the pot without hesitation. “Thank you. What are your names?”
The man replied, “I’m Mr. King. This is my wife.”
Evelyn nodded. “We’re the Rivers family. We don’t go out much, but feel free to drop by sometime.”
“Of course, Madam Evelyn. We’re a friendly couple–we won’t be strangers.”
Mrs. King beamed and added, “Actually, we haven’t eaten dinner yet. How about we join you tonight?”
That caught Evelyn off guard. She’d just accepted their food and couldn’t very well say no now. So even though she was reluctant, she forced a polite smile. “Well… all right. Come on in. We were just about to cook anyway.”
“Oh, we wouldn’t want to impose,” Mrs. King said–though she was already stepping inside, pulling her husband with her.
The man didn’t seem to think it was inappropriate either. Evelyn had just been being polite; she hadn’t expected them to actually enter.
Hearing the commotion, Nathan came out of his room. When he saw the unfamiliar couple, his expression instantly darkened.
Naomi had explicitly told them: no outsiders were to be let into the apartment, and they were to speak to
no one.
And now, just like that, his wife had let strangers walk in.
Evelyn was also starting to feel a little uncomfortable. She hadn’t meant for it to go this far.
“These folks are…?”
Nathan looked at the couple, confused.
Evelyn shot him a look and said quickly, “They’re new tenants from downstairs. They brought beef stew to welcome us.”
She held up the pot as proof.
It was a large, steaming pot–hard to turn away such a friendly gesture.
Nathan swallowed his irritation.
“Hope we’re not imposing,” Mrs. King said with a sheepish smile.
Evelyn forced a pleasant tone. “Not at all. Just need a little time to cook. Make yourselves comfortable.”
“Wonderful! I was worried we were intruding.”
Mrs. King was cheerful and chatty, the self–inviting type. Nathan didn’t like that one bit.
He smiled stiffly. “Actually, we were planning to eat out tonight…”
