Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon

The duo were like superstars in the crowd and didn’t even notice who was around them. When they passed Cynthia’s booth seating. Naomi suddenly said loudly. “You guys, take good care of Cynthia today. Make her happy, and she’ll take you out for supper tonight.”

The four guys immediately got the message and quickly sat beside Cynthia in pairs. One said, “Cynthia, I’m the best at drinking. Let’s play a drinking game.”

Cynthia agreed, “Okay, but we have to set a prize first,”

The guy suggested, “How about a glass of wine for the loser?”

Cynthia smiled faintly. “That’s boring. How about I have three glasses of wine if I lose, and you guys take off one of your clothes each time you lose?”

The guy complained. “How naughty you are, Cynthia”

Hearing the familiar voice, Jonathan stopped in his tracks and turned over. Several flamboyant guys sitting around Cynthia immediately came into sight.

They were all top–notch in appearance and figure. At that moment, they were trying their best to please Cynthia. One of them, who was playing the drinking game and lost a round, was about to take off his shirt.

Jonathan felt like being struck and reflexively walked toward Cynthia. The people around him were also surprised. Still, they all followed behind him. Nina’s expression also changed slightly. There seemed to be a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Soon. Jonathan was standing in front of Cynthia. “What are you doing?” His voice was cold. It was obvious that he was suppressing his anger.

Cynthia looked up but said nothing. She gazed at Jonathan with a half–smile..

Just then, Naomi stood up and said, “Mr. Bennett, you’re here. What a coincidence! Are you here to have fun, too!”

jonathan glanced at her coldly. “Is this how you entertain your friends, Ms. Sullivan?”

Naomi sat beside Cynthia, wrapped her arm around Cynthia’s neck, and kissed her on the cheek. Then, she looked at Jonathan and said earnestly, “Of course. I’ve been treating my friend the same way for three years. You should know that, Mr. Bennett

Her intention was clear. She was implying that this was how Jonathan and Cynthia met three years ago. That made Jonathan’s expression turn even colder.

Naomi stood up and said to the four guys sitting beside Cynthia, “What are you afraid of? Carry on. Mr. Bennett used to enjoy himself more than you did.”

The quartet had heard about Jonathan and knew that if they wanted to stay in Betrico, the last thing they could do was offend him. Otherwise, they would face their end. They were trembling with unease, not knowing what to do.

Jonathan finally lost his temper and yelled, “Get out of here!”

The quartet quickly escaped from the scene.

Naomi sat on the leather couch in dissatisfaction, putting one hand on Cynthia’s shoulder and the other behind the couch. She was wearing a tank top with a floral shirt over it. The floral shirt was unbuttoned and draped over her back like a cape.

She crossed her legs and held Cynthia, looking uninhibited. “Hoy boring. So you can have fun, but we’re not allowed to enjoy our good life, huh, Mr. Bennett?”

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“Get the hell out of here, Naomi Jonathan fixated his gaze on Naomi’s fingers resting on Cynthia’s shoulder.

Naomi’s fingers were slender. Whether as a man or a woman, such a hand was very eye– catching.

When Cynthia heard Jonathan talking to Naomi in that way, the smile on her face immediately faded. There was no way she could tolerate someone speaking to Naomi like that.

She looked into Jonathan’s eyes, saying, “Mr. Bennett, did we do something wrong? Or is Royal Club a place where only you can come? We have paid and obeyed the rules to play here, so no one has the right to make us leave. First come, first served. If you don’t want to see us, you may leave

Although she was speaking with a smile, her eyes looked distant and cold. Jonathan rarely saw such a cold side of Cynthia. It was like a frozen lake without a trace of warmth.

Nina walked next to Jonathan. Looking at his cold side profile, she asked, “Mr. Bennett, what happened?”

Pression seemed to soften a little. He turned around and said to Nina, “Nina, you go to the private room first.

Jonathan’s I’ll be there in a minute.”

Nina was obedient and didn’t press further. As she turned around and left, she looked deeply at Cynthia, who was sitting on the couch. Claude also took away all the people around Jonathan In no

time, only Cynthia, Naomi, and Jonathan were left in the booth seating-

Naomi looked at the duo and immediately got the message. She stood up and said. “Cyn, though it’s a kept mah, you have kept him for three years and should have developed feelings for him over time. Don’t you think you should say goodbye to him nicely?”

Cynthia glared at Naomi, thinking the latter would leam her lesson sooner or later for spouting such words. Even she herself didn’t have the nerve to say that. Naomi, however, did not care at all and left..

Seeing Jonathan’s expression had darkened, Cynthia took the initiative to speak. “Naomi has always been like that. She treats everyone the same way. Don’t hold it against her.”

“Why didn’t you tell me when you came to Betrico?” asked Jonathan. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Cynthia smiled charmingly. “Why should I tell you since I’m not here for you?” She flashed him another smile before continuing. “Besides, if I had told you, there wouldn’t have been such a big surprise yesterday.

Jonathan didn’t respond.

Cynthia didn’t expect him to be unbothered to explain. It was a good thing, though. She asked, “Do you know why I showed up at Ms. Sullivan’s birthday party?”

Jonathan looked at Cynthia silently as he waited for her to continue.

“It’s your sister, the chairman of Betrico Multimedia. She invited me and even asked me to order a bouquet of lilies for Ms. Sullivan,” said Cynthia

Jonathan’s eyes darkened, and his expression was icy. “I guessed it correctly. It was Nina’s 20th birthday party. How could Whitney let the chance slip away easily?”

Cynthia added, “Whitney also invited me to join the game as a pawn to separate you from Ms. Sullivan. She even used the position of the lady of the Bennett family as a temptation.”

Jonathan stared into Cynthia’s eyes and asked, “And?”

Cynthia casually flicked her long, wavy hair and flashed him a relaxed smile. “I turned it down. Jonathan, I have made you a decent man before Ms. Sullivan. Aren’t you going to thank me for that?”

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Jonathan had a bad Teeling. Cynthia, what are you trying to say?

Cynthia stood up, walked to Jonathan, and held his chin, just like the way she used to flirt with him. Although she was still

smiling in the usual way, her voice was icy. “It’s time for us to break up, Jonathan.”