The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338 A Dangerous Game

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Nathaniel might have been old, but his appetite in bed was insatiable. Over the past few days, the wornen Brody had sent canic and went, none of them able to satisfy him.

What he loved most about Naomi was her obedience, her youthful beauty, and above all, her soft, pliant body and impressive bedroom skills.

Naomi knew Nathaniel never lasted more than ten minutes.

That gave her plenty of time to remove the synthetic skin mask before he emerged from the room.

Out in the living room, the other women waited, listening to Naomi’s exaggerated moans from the bedroom. One of them scoffed, “What a shameless little b*tch.”

“No wonder Miss Eliza can’t stand her. Naomi’s such a fake.”

Nathaniel wasn’t exactly a powerhouse. They had all been taking turns humoring him, and it was exhausting. And yet Naomi managed to keep up this performance for almost a month now?

Pretending to enjoy it? Really?

Ten minutes later, Nathaniel came out of the bedroom beaming with satisfaction.

Naomi followed him closely, hair tousled on purpose, eyes brimming with triumph. She gave the women in the room a pointed, provocative glance, while they couldn’t even be bothered to look her way.

Naomi purred, “Mr. Nathaniel, I need to stop by school this afternoon. Could you have someone drive me?”

“Of course. Whatever you want,” Nathaniel replied cheerfully.

He was clearly unaware of what had been happening online. But one of the women stepped forward with feigned innocence.

“Oh right, there’s a really juicy piece of gossip trending online. I totally forgot to tell Mr. Nathaniel.”

She took out her phone and pulled up the screenshots she’d saved earlier.

Nathaniel wasn’t one for reading the news–especially not gossip or celebrity drama. But the woman deliberately turned the screen toward him so Naomi could see, then smiled sweetly.

“Isn’t this your goddaughter, Mr. Nathaniel?”

On the screen was the damning photo–Naomi at the hotel with the concert director.

Naomi’s expression changed instantly.

They had clearly saved the screenshot for this exact moment. Not a peep while she was gone, and now that she was back, they waited for the perfect opportunity to publicly expose her.

Was this supposed to be some kind of twisted spectacle?

Nathaniel’s face darkened.

“Explain this. What the hell is going on? It’s trending everywhere! You slept with another man behind my

back?!”

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Chapter 338 A Dangerous Game

He hurled the phone at Naomi.

Tears sprang to her eyes on command.

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“Mr. Nathaniel, how could you believe the trash they post online? Yes, I went there that night–but it wasn’t my choice. Soren’s team contacted me and said they wanted me as a guest performer, out of respect for you. So I went. I had no idea the director would try something inappropriate. I left immediately to preserve your reputation! How was I supposed to know the paparazzi would catch that exact moment?”

Naomi turned to the other women, eyes filled with just the right mix of fear and defiance.

“I get that you ladies don’t like me. You were sent by Brody, after all. But if you’re going to accuse me of something, at least have real evidence. These tabloids make up stories all the time just to stir the pot. You can’t seriously take them at face value, can you?”

The women’s expressions shifted slightly. They hadn’t expected Naomi to be so quick on her feet.

One of them snapped, “Then what about those pictures from the concert? The school forum was full of posts about your performance–and your face. What’s going on there? The pictures are all over the internet. They can’t be fake, can they?”

The photo showed Naomi pale as a sheet, her face blotchy with red welts. It had gone viral. Without context, it looked disturbing, even grotesque.

Nathaniel had barely recognized her.

If one of the girls hadn’t pointed it out, he wouldn’t have guessed the woman in that picture was the same Naomi who had just been warming his bed.

Another chimed in, “Not saying anything? So you’re admitting it’s you? What, do you have some kind of disease? Don’t go passing it on to Mr. Nathaniel.”

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