The Escort Man's

BEYOND A DOUBT

"I'm going to move Jess" said Mitch, who had just entered Naomi's treatment room. Jesslyn had fallen asleep on the treatment bed and in Naomi's arms.

"No need!" Reject Naomi who is still rubbing Jesslyn's head.

"All right." Mitch didn't move Jesslyn.

"Do you need anything?" Mitch asks Naomi next.

"Did Oscar come home in the morning?" Instead of answering Mitch's question, Naomi asked him back.

"Yes! He got home at about three o'clock in the morning" Mitch replied.

"You fought until Jess woke up?" Guess Naomi guessing.

"I'm sorry before, Nao!"

"But I was forced to tell Oscar about Jesslyn's real father because Oscar kept accusing me of being Jesslyn's real father and assumed I had abandoned you both!" Beber Mitch said honestly to Naomi who just sighed. It was obvious why Jesslyn had suddenly asked if Oscar was her real father. Jesslyn still seems to hate Oscar.

"I should've told that guy a long time ago, Nao!" Mitch again argued.

"She's only considered me a sister all along!" Naomi smiled wryly.

"That's because you weren't honest in the first place if you were pregnant with her child!"

"If you had said everything from the beginning and didn't have to feel bad for Oscar! Maybe this will all be another story!" Sergey Mitch again seems to be blaming Naomi.

"That's my stupidity!" Naomi defended the Oscar position. Naomi and Mitch were silent for a moment.

"Thank you for your advice and advice, Mitch! You can leave now" said Naomi, who eventually broke the silence between the two.

"You sure you don't want me to get you anything before I go?" Bargain Mitch once again.

"I can take it myself. I'm just a tumor and not a paralytic!" Reply Naomi with a slightly slender tone.

"All right! I'm just offering." Mitch slicked his shoulders and walked up to Naomi and rubbed her face at a glance.

"I'm sure you'll be able to recover and raise Jesslyn, Nao!" Mitch expressed his hope. Naomi just nodded faintly and Mitch finally really said goodbye. The man walked out of the treatment room and closed the door.

Now only Naomi lives with Jesslyn who is still asleep in her arms. Naomi was silent and pensive while repeatedly staring at Jesslyn's calm face in her sleep. Naomi's daydreams instantly floated on the scene ten years ago, when she finally had to contain the seeds of Oscar....

Oscar let out a long sigh repeatedly and there was clearly nervousness on the face of the twenty-year-old when Naomi invited him into a nightclub.

"You nervous?" Naomi asked, which made Oscar smile.

"Little bit. What does it look like clearly?" Ask Oscar worried.

"No! Just relax!" Naomi pats Oscar on the back and they both continue their steps into the luxurious nightclub.

"Miss Olsen!" Sapa a well-built man wearing all-black clothes.

"I brought Mrs Malcone's order" Naomi said to the point. The man was immediately seen contacting someone.

"You can go straight upstairs, Miss!"

"Mrs Malcone will meet you at your usual place" the man told Naomi after hanging up the phone. This is not the first time Naomi has come to this place.

"All right! I'm going upstairs!" Naomi said while giving the code to Oscar to follow her.

"Steep up your looks! Mrs Malcone wouldn't be happy if the guy was a mess" Naomi said, stopping and turning to tidy up after the Oscar tonight.

"You know and remember what you have to do tonight, right?" Naomi asked to make sure once again.

"Yes, I remember, Nao! But I'm just a little nervous because it's my first time" Oscar replied honestly.

Naomi was shocked by Oscar's confession.

"You've never touched a woman?" Naomi asked with a trusting rak. Oscar nodded with certainty.

"It's fortunate that Mrs Malcone will enjoy your virginity" Naomi joked, standing up, and poured herself a drink for Oscar. Not forgetting Naomi took something from her bag to put it in her Oscar drink.

Can't Naomi let clients down?

If Oscar is still struggling with his nervousness, so Naomi will help the man with drugs so that Oscar can appear brave tonight in front of Mrs Malcone and satisfy the forty-year-old woman who owns some of the luxury clubs.

"Sum up so you don't get nervous!" Naomi said as she offered the drink to Oscar.

"Thank you!" Answer Oscar who immediately downed the drink offered by Naomi until it runs out.

"You seem to be thirsty," Naomi's kekeh was immediately asserted by Oscar.

"I'm going downstairs to ask when Mrs Malcone is coming. You wait in the room!" Naomi opened the door to the room that was available on the top floor of the club Mrs Malcone.

"Just sit inside and Mrs Malcone will see you in a minute!" Naomi said before she closed the door again.

Naomi stepped into the loft that would take her down. But the woman had not yet entered the elevator, when her phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, Mrs Malcone! Good night," Welcome Naomi as gracefully as possible.

"Nao! You've arrived at the club?"

"Yes! Your order is ready, madam! Coincidentally he's my new collection and you'll definitely feel very happy." Naomi said that she always seduced her clients with a little exaggeration.

"really? It's a pity I can't go to the club tonight. I've been on a jet to go to one important event."

Naomi instantly freezes upon hearing information from Madame Malcone that is completely beyond Naomi's expectations.

"Can I re-schedule it with your new collection? I'll still pay you full gospel night, and as an apology, you can use the upstairs room. My bodyguards won't kick you out."

Mrs Malcone's voice was only vague because Naomi's mind was immediately fixed on Oscar who had already given Naomi medicine.

Damnit damnit!

That man must be filled with lust and passion right now.

"Naomi! You hear me?"

"D-yes, Mistress! Thanks for the information you provided!" Answer Naomi stammered.

"I will rearrange your new schedule with Oscar" Naomi continued, stepping hesitantly into the room where Oscar was.

"So your new collection's name is Oscar? I can't wait to see him next time!"

"Yes, Madam! Good evening and enjoy your flight!" Naomi was still a little stuttered before the phone disconnected.

Naomi keeps the phone quickly, then opens the room door to peek at Oscar who knows what he's doing.

The room lights are only dim and Naomi is forced to stare carefully into the room in search of Oscar's whereabouts.

"Osh!" Call Naomi while closing the door.

Just two steps Naomi moved, a pair of hands had suddenly grabbed her from behind.

"Finally you're coming, baby!"

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