Naomi was quite annoyed. "D*mn, who does she think she is, hooking up with anyone? She's so unattractive! See how unfit she looks! How could she get to know such a handsome guy?"
Naomi and my seats were relatively hidden. If Hendrix and Dahlia didn't deliberately look around, they wouldn't be able to see us.
We watched Hendrix and Dahlia then walked to a window seat and sit down, and Naomi's nosy nature manifested.
She called the waiter over, "Hey, could we change seats?"
"Of course, where would you like to be seated?"
Naomi pointed at the spot next to Hendrix and Dahlia, indicating her intent to the waiter.
The waiter agreed for us to move. I looked at Naomi and said, "It won't be easy to snoop. Both of us know Dahlia. If we change seats now, she'll inevitably see us when we stand up and walk there. Besides, I know this guy. His name is Hendrix Roberts! He's the president of the Roberts Group. We are bidding against them tonight."
She stared blankly and asked after a pause, "The Roberts Group's president?"
Naomi seemed quite shocked. She looked at him, and suddenly seemed to think of something. She looked at me. "When we were in Myanway, you said that you had a close connection to the Roberts family. So, what is your relationship with him?"
After thinking for a while, I said, "Well, we're husband and wife!"
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