Seeing that I did not speak, Naomi looked at Andrea and said, "Miss Burton, you are so demure and beautiful. There must be a lot of people who adore you. Do you have a boyfriend at the moment?"
Andrea was flattered. She looked at Naomi and said, "Miss Attwood, you flatter me. I am not that amazing. You, on the other hand, are elegant and look like a good match for Mr. Milton. Anyone can see that you and Mr. Milton were made for one another."
"Haha!" Linda laughed out loud.
Naomi touched her nose and smiled. After all, it'd been a compliment, and it would be odd to put on a gloomy face. She smiled blandly and continued with her previous question. "Does Miss Burton has a boyfriend?"
Andrea smiled shyly and shook her head. "Not yet!"
Naomi gasped in surprise, "A beautiful girl like you doesn't have a boyfriend. Men really don't have taste!"
I lowered my head, ate the meat, and mumbled, "She loves Hendrix with all her heart. It's Hendrix's fault for not reciprocating!" "Ahem, ahem, ahem..." Naomi suddenly coughed violently and smiled awkwardly.
She pointed to the roasted meat on the table and said, "Go on and eat more!"
After the meal, everyone seemed lost in thoughts.
It was late, Sebastian and Naomi were probably planning to spend some time alone, so they left first together.
Linda haven't had enough rest recently, too so she went back to the hotel early to sleep.
That left the three of us. Hendrix looked at me and asked, "What's your plan?" He had slept for so long in the afternoon. If he returned to the hotel, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep.
I shook my head. I was used to being bored.
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