Chapter 497Chapter 497
Stephanie crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Do you want to marry me or not? Tell me.”
Noah sat next to her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into his embrace rather forcefully. As a result,
the round chair she was sitting on fell to the ground.
When she fell into his embrace, her nose accidentally hit the man's chest. The only thing she felt at that
moment was pain.
While covering her nose, she smacked his chest. “What are you doing? It hurts, you know that?”
He held her face and carefully examined her reddened nose. Then, he planted a kiss on it and said,
“I'm sorry. It's my bad. I just want to hug you because you're very cute today. In fact, I would like to do it
with you right away, but the current time and place are not suitable for it.”
It was only then did she simmer down. Right after that, she sat on his thighs brazenly.
She took off his glasses and studied his face in detail before praising, “Now I realize you're pretty good-
looking, Noah. You're a little lacking compared to my brother, but you're not as bad as I thought.”
Noah grabbed her hand and smiled. “Thank you for the compliment, my princess.”
After Stephanie used her other hand to grab his tie, she turned toward the servers, who were staring at
them, and smiled. “Those servers are staring at us, Noah. Do you think they'll call the police if we really
do something daring?”“Even if they call the police, I won't let them do anything to you.”
“Oh wow, Noah. I didn't know you aren't as much a gentleman as you looked.”
“I only show my beastly side to my princess.”
She was thoroughly delighted by his words.
“Let's get married, Noah. It's not every day I get the urge to do so. Another opportunity like this won't
come again easily.” She spoke openly and bluntly.
“You really thought this through?” he questioned her back as he stared straight into her eyes.
It wasn't the best time for him to get married at the moment, and he knew it. Olivia still held some
misunderstandings about him, so it wasn't the ideal time to talk about marriage. That was why he was
treating Stephanie's proposal as nothing more than a tease.
Stephanie pulled his tie and continued to speak with a domineering look. “You don't want to marry me,
Noah? Is it because you don't really mean it when you said you love me? Is there already another
woman in your heart?”
Noah couldn't refrain from laughing. “I wish I could stay with you all day and prioritize you. Our family
backgrounds are similar, so if I'm not truly in love with you, why do you think I'm doing my best to
please and accompany you?” She gave it some thought. He isn't wrong.
“Since you love me that much, I give you permission to marry me. However, after I marry you, you
aren't allowed to restrict my freedom or my ability to make friends. Also, you can't order me to cook,
and you can't...” She proceeded to list out a bunch of conditions.
A cold glint flashed across his eyes. This woman sure does have a lot of annoying conditions. If I do
everything she asks, I'll be basically marrying a spoilt queen I can't offend instead of a caring wife.
He scoffed inwardly, tightened his fists, and gradually relaxed them.
“What's the matter? Do you think my conditions are too much? When you started courting me, you said
you'll respect me and my desires. You promised you'll treat me like a princess. And yet, you're already
thinking about how my conditions sound unreasonable before we're even married?” A dissatisfied
expression loomed over Stephanie's face.
Noah returned to his senses and gently planted a kiss on her face. Then, he responded smilingly, “Of
course not, my princess.”
He proceeded to say a lot of other things to cheer her up, including telling her that marriage was the
most important thing in a woman's life. Therefore, he would like to take it seriously and plan it all out in
detail. Since a marriage proposal should be done by a man, he asked her to wait for him so he could
arrange the most romantic and exquisite marriage proposal.
He was so good at coaxing her that not a trace of anger was left on her face.
After sending her home, his face immediately darkened. He sat inside the car and watched the endlesstraffic under the night sky. He finally couldn't hold back his annoyance anymore and allowed the evil he
had been carefully hiding throughout the day to spill out of his heart.
He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After puffing out smoke a couple of times, the car was filled
with the stench of cigarettes.
After he was done with it, he drove to a small neighborhood and called someone on the phone. He
exchanged a few sentences with the person on the other end of the line before hanging up. A while
later, a woman with straight hair and delicate makeup approached his car.
That woman was the one who accompanied him that morning.
After she entered the car, he pulled her close and kissed her right on her lips.
Both of them kissed for a while before they stopped. In the distance, a source of light flashed past
them. However, neither of them noticed it.
After they separated from each other, the woman asked in a soft tone, “You aren't in a good mood,
Noah?”
“It's nothing. I'm just feeling a bit annoyed.” He waved his hand and helped fasten the woman's seatbelt
before caressing her cheeks. “As long as you listen to me and stay obedient, I'll continue to love you
the most, even when I marry someone else.”
The woman stared at him affectionately. “Isn't this good enough for you, Noah? I don't need expensive
houses or cars. I only want you by my side. Don't marry Ms. Clinton. Pretty please? I've never asked
for anything else in all the years I stayed by your side.” “Don't be silly! After I expand my company, I'll be able to do what I want whenever I want. When the
time comes, I'll divorce her and marry you. Don't worry. I've always loved you and only you,” Noah
comforted. “I still haven't eaten anything yet. Let's go and eat something together. I'm hungry.”
The woman agreed to whatever he said obediently and went out to eat with him.
She had been staying by his side for years, so she already knew what kind of status she had. While
she was his lover, their relationship was never acknowledged publicly or in any official capacity. He
gave her a place to live, food to eat, and clothes to wear. In exchange, she didn't get a say in what he
did. It was more appropriate to call her a pet than a lover. She was like a golden sparrow living in an
expensive cage that he bought.
And because she had been staying by his side for so many years, she had learned not to argue with
him. Instead, she would act pitifully in order to evoke his sympathy and obtain even more gifts from
him.
If she couldn't get the title she rightly deserved, then she might as well receive enough gifts from him to
ensure she would be able to live comfortably for the rest of her life.
After Noah started driving, a car not too far away from him started driving behind him. The person
inside that car called someone on the phone and informed, “I've obtained information and pictures of
Mr. Walker, Mr. Clinton. Should I send them to you now?”
“Yes,” Oscar ordered.
“I'm going to deliver them to you now.” After the person hung up the phone, he turned the car inanother direction.
Inside the study, Oscar stared at the delivered photos and information on the table. He casually flipped
through them and asked, “Who is this woman?”
“She's Mr. Clinton's girlfriend, or should I say, sugar baby. They have been together for many years.
Based on how intimate they were with each other, I'd say he has genuine feelings for her,” the guy
answered.
Oscar's lips curved upward as he stared at the photos of the intimate couple with interest.
“It seems like Noah is a lot more interesting than I thought. Even though he already has his own
woman, he still wants to play with my sister. Does he think the Clintons are a bunch of idiots?”
That guy didn't have the gall to answer.
“You can leave now.” Oscar waved his hand.
That person let out a sigh of relief and quickly left.
Amelia brought a cup of warm milk into the study and noticed Oscar staring at a couple of photos.
“What are you looking at, Oscar?”
He put the photo in his hand down and waved at her with a smile. “Come over here, Amelia. I have
something interesting I want to show you.”
She approached him with curiosity until she saw the photos on the table. The look in her eyes turned to slight disbelief as she pointed at Noah in the photos. “This isn't the man I
know, right?”
He pulled her into his embrace and gently rubbed his prickly beard on her delicate face. The itchiness
caused by the beard made her squirm a little.
“Stop messing around, Oscar,” she said as she struggled to escape.
After messing with her for a few more moments, he stopped. Both his arms held her waist before he
smiled. “Do you think the two people in the photo deserve each other?”
Her eyes were fixed on him as she wondered what he was thinking.