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Chapter 1221
Naomi did not reply. She pushed the door open and chased Francisco. When Francisco arrived at the car park, he
saw something through the reflection of the window, and his hand froze. He turned his head around to look at
Naomi. “Is there anything I can help you with, Ms. Topaz?”
Naomi was panting heavily. She took a deep breath to calm herself down and straightened her back,”I’m sorry, Mr.
Boucher. We didn’t mean to pry into your private matters. I hope you won’t take it to heart.”
Francisco looked at her and replied, “I’m not a petty-minded person. What’s more, these rumors may not be just
rumors. What if they’re true?”
Naomi was stunned.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrancisco smiled at her faintly and continued. “You’re too gullible, Ms. Topaz. You think I’m not that kind of person,
but what if I really am that kind of person? What would you do when you find out, Ms. Topaz?”
Naomi lowered her head and clenched her hands together tightly. “My instinct tells me that you’re not.”
He looked at her fixedly and chuckled.” Really? Honestly, I don’t know if you’re naive or just ignorant.”
Naomi pressed her lips tightly and did not say anything.
He placed his hand on the door and fixed his gaze on the person in front of him. “Is it because of my looks?”
“What?” she asked.
Francisco combed his hair to the back and grinned, resuming his goofing attitude. “Is it because I’m your type, so
you think I’m not that kind of person? If I were another person, would you still think the same?”
Naomi looked at him. She could vaguely sense the sarcasm in his words, “You think it’s because you’re my type?”
“Is it not?” Francisco shrugged. “Everyone in this world loves beautiful things. You’re so naive and innocent. You’ve
been well-protected by Mr. Topaz, so I suppose you haven’t had much contact with other men. Once you’ve seen
more. I’m sure you won’t think that way anymore.”
“Mr. Boucher,” Naomi took a deep breath, “I think I haven’t done anything wrong. You think I have a thing for you
because you’re my type? Yes, I admit that I do have a thing for you, but you don’t have to go so far with your
words. If you think I’m causing you trouble, then you can rest assured. I promise I won’t show up in front of you
again.” When she finished talking, Naomi nodded at him and ran away, leaving Francisco to stand frozen stiff on the
spot for a long while. At the Topaz mansion…
Naomi was playing with her food on the table. She did not understand why Francisco would think of her that way.
It was true that she had a thing for him, but she did not force him to like her back, so she was unable to fathom his
hostility.
“Nelly, what’s wrong?” Anthony asked, pulling her back from her thoughts.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Huh? I’m fine,” Naomi replied and lowered her head. Anthony then continued, “I need you to attend a cocktail
party with me in two days. I haven’t introduced you to my friends. I know you don’t like to attend occasions like
that, but this is a formality we need to go through. After all, my networks will be yours in the future, so I think you
should meet them first.”
Naomi lifted her head to look at him. “But… I don’t want to embarrass you…”
Anthony chuckled and said, “Don’t worry. You’re my daughter. Just be yourself. You don’t need to care about other
people.”
She nodded. “Alright. I’ll go with you.”
Even though she did not like to attend big events like that, she would have to face them alone in the future and
could not
always rely on her father. Her goal was to make her own brand, so she would have to be exposed to those
occasions in the future
At night, at the hospital…
Sandy sat blankly on the bed. She had sent a few messages to Tanner, but the latter had only replied to her once
and disappeared