Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson)

Chapter 856

Chapter 856 Of all times, he had to show up just when she had made up her mind to cut ties with him completely. It was so annoying!

Hannah sighed in frustration three times before reluctantly picking up the clothes from the table and heading to Noah's guest room.

The door to the guest room was left slightly ajar, and the sound of running water had stopped a while

ago.

There were faint, intermittent dripping sounds, indicating that Noah had finished showering.

Hannah took a deep breath and reminded herself to maintain a stranger’s demeanor.

After knocking on the door, she entered the guest room.

“Mr. Noah, my mom asked me to bring you these clothes,” Hannah said as she placed the clothes at the foot of the bed. As she raised her gaze, she met the man’s cold eyes.

Fresh from the shower, Noah was drying his short hair with a towel, looking refreshed. He was wrapped in a white bath towel from the waist down, revealing his muscular abdomen.

His skin was fair with a cool undertone, his abs defined and prominent.

After a quick glance, Hannah immediately averted her gaze and turned to leave. Noah swiftly grabbed her wrist as she attempted to walk away.

“Isn't the servant supposed to bring the clothes over?”

Feeling a sudden chill in her heart, Hannah did not turn back, replying icily, “It seems like you don’t want it to be me. That's fine. If it weren’t for my mom forcing me, | wouldn’t have come either. I’ll leave now and not ruin your mood.”

“| didn’t mean it that way,” Noah explained in his usual magnetic yet cold tone.

Hannah tried to break free from his grip and leave. However, Noah, much stronger than her, pulled her back.

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Both of them fell silent for a moment, their ears turning red, the atmosphere becoming awkward. After struggling for a while, Noah finally mustered the courage to speak, “Ms. Hannah, | actually...” Not wanting to hear it, Hannah broke free from his grip.

Noah watched her escaping figure, furrowing his brows slightly, contemplating for a moment before deciding not to chase after her.

After all, it would be strange to run around the Moore mansion wrapped in a towel.

He locked the door, changed into clean clothes, and emerged from the room once more.

By the time he came out, Hannah had finished her makeup and was heading downstairs, ready to leave the Moore mansion.

Noah observed her silhouette disappear outside the mansion’s gates. Then, he turned to Vanessa, who was sitting on the couch, enjoying

me fruit. “Where is she going?”

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“Where are they going for the date?”

“| think... they’re going to have lunch at the Yana Hotel on East Street,” Vanessa replied casually.

Noah's expression grew increasingly serious. Taking quick strides, he hurried downstairs and approached Vanessa. He maintained his distance as he asked, “Madam Moore, can you lend me some money?”

Vanessa, with a cherry about to enter her mouth, froze.

Remembering Noah’s recent experiences, she asked understandingly, “How much do you need? | can’t come up with hundreds of millions right now, but a few hundred thousand should be no problem.”

Noah pondered for a moment. “Thirty should suffice.”

Vanessa did not catch on immediately.

Assuming, she asked, “Thirty thousand dollars?”

She immediately reached for her purse, preparing to find a bank card with a similar amount in savings.

Noah unexpectedly clarified, “No, thirty dollars. That’s for the round-trip taxi fare.” “Huh?” Vanessa stared at him in confusion.