Who’s the Dog Now? novel Chapter 133

"Nothing." Lennon gestured to the cake in Naomi's hand. "Is it good?"

Naomi's attention immediately shifted. "It's delicious."

It was the best birthday cake Naomi had ever eaten.

It was also the first time she had truly experienced the atmosphere of a real birthday.

So this was what it was like—a party where a group of people genuinely gathered to celebrate someone's birth, without any patronizing advice or lectures. A party where you didn't have to force a smile or walk on eggshells, terrified of saying the wrong thing and offending someone.

Everyone was here for one reason: to celebrate the fact that on this day, many years ago, this person was born.

And now, because he had become someone they all cared about, they all wanted to wish him a happy birthday.

They wished for his future to be smooth, healthy, and happy.

At that thought, the cake in Naomi's hand tasted even better.

It was a cake with an added ingredient—it was like eating their well-wishes, which would surely turn into an endless source of strength.

The group partied late into the night. By the end, everyone had been drinking. Lennon could have called drivers to take them home one by one, but he figured most of them had no one to look after them, so he decided to just have everyone stay over.

At least here, with servants around, someone could keep an eye on them and make sure they didn't do anything too strange in their drunken state.

Naomi had wanted to leave, but it was late. Her dorm would be locked, and going back home at this hour would surely earn her a lecture. So, for once, she decided to hide in her shell.

"You can stay here."

Lennon led Naomi to the master bedroom.

She was a bit stunned. "Me, in here? I don't think that's a good idea, I..."

"The bedding is fresh," Lennon said. "I don't usually sleep in here anyway. The drunk guys are on the second floor, so it's not ideal for a girl to be down there alone. I'll sleep somewhere else."

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