
Everything went as usual, occasionally Noah called which of course would be ignored by Naya. Naya would not put any hope into Noah.
Naya is getting busy with her job serving guests. But, for some reason, after Noah, he was never asked to do bed again. He was only asked to sing, pour alcohol, and occasionally kiss or touch his body. But, just like that. If the guest is already feeling excited, they will ask Naya in exchange.
All is answered, when Naya asks Clara to find out.
“That's all Mr. Noah's request.”
Naya. “Hah? Why does Madam Riya agree?”
“No one can refuse his request. He is the heir to the Elmer Company. They already have many subsidiaries. Although he has not held the main company, but all the subsidiaries he holds managed to get into the list of companies with the highest profit rate for several years.” Clara paused.
“With that kind of money, he can command and buy anything. You yourself know, how Madam Riya loves money so much,” she continued.
“Where do you know that much info.”
Clara. “I like to read. Although I do not have a mobile phone, but magazines and newspapers make me not miss any information.”
Naya clapped her hands in admiration, while Clara straightened her seat proudly.
“Then what is your secret with Vicky about Noah?”
“Consecration?” Clara's confused.
“Yes, you remember the first night Noah was my client. Vicky seemed to want to say something, but you forbid it.”
Clara remembers, and what Vicky was about to say back then.
Clara moved to sit on Naya's bed, so her voice did not need to be too big.
“Young Master Noah—”
“Call him Noah. He's not here.” Naya protest.
“Ah, sorry. Habits.” Clara laughs. “Before you came, Noah only occasionally came here. He used to order women, but never got to sleep with them. Therefore, the women accompanying him were extremely frustrated. They're like they're made to fall asleep but not touched.”
Naya doesn't understand. “Then?”
“One night, Madam Riya asks specifically a woman named Freya to accompany Noah. She's like a top-level whore. Only serve those who have a lot of money. Her skills you don't need to ask, she's very good at everything.”
Naya shuddered. “All?”
Naya's face met, she knew how it felt.
Clara pushed Naya's head slowly. “You don't reminisce just yet. I still haven't finished the story.”
Naya chuckles.
“Freya desperately came to Noah to his office. There, he hopes Noah will be happy to meet him. No one knew why Freya's classmate thought that way. All I know next is, Freya got slapped by Noah and dragged out. Since then, no one knows where Freya is and what happened.”
Naya. He doesn't know, Noah could be that rough. “Where do you know everything? There can't be a magazine or newspaper that provides that insignificant information, right?”
“From Vicky,” whispered Clara.
“Then where does Vicky know?”
Clara's shoulders are up and down. “Maybe you can ask the same person directly.”
Suddenly the sound of vibration from the phone that Naya had stored in the dresser drawer sounded. Naya did not move to lift it.
“You seriously ignored him?”
Naya just kept waiting for the sound of the vibration to stop on its own.
“Alright, it's up to you.” Clara got out of Naya's bed and headed to her bed.
Naya is not bereming. Actually, he was curious about what happened. There's something strange about Noah. Why did Noah go to the brothel? Though he could hire a high-class woman like Freya easily then sleep in a hotel. Then why was the extremely cold Noah suddenly soft while in bed? And why did Noah choose to sleep with her since the first time they met?
“You know? Noah paid me a billion on my first night with him.” Naya.
Clara who was lying down, immediately sat back down after hearing Naya's sentence. “What? One Billion?”
“Did he pay Freya that much too?”
“Naya. Freya was only paid 50 million to accompany Noah that night. And that's a really big number for women in Freya's class.”
Now, Naya's question is growing by one more. Why would Noah spend that kind of money on him?
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