My Second Husband novel Chapter 1165

When Rachel came out of Bianca's room, she saw that Eddison was still waiting for her in the living room.

The tea in front of him had gone cold, and he seemed to not have touched it.

Eddison saw Rachel come out.

He stood up and asked, "How is it? Is Mom alright?"

Rachel could not help but think of what Bianca had said just then; she had asked her to stay with Eddison.

She pursed her lips, "It's not a big deal. It's just that I may have to stay here for a while. If you have something to do, you can go back first. As for our matter, I will find a chance to tell Mom as soon as possible..."

"I think it's better for me to stay here for a couple of days. Don't worry about that matter for the moment. We'll talk about it after Mom gets in a good mood!"

Rachel nodded and thought, "Mom is right. Eddison is a good person. However..."

However, she wasn't fated to be his!

As for Naomi, ever since she had come back, she was incredibly anxious as according to her previous experiences, Culver would seek revenge for even the smallest grievance. It was a matter of time he would take action.

Therefore, for the past few days, she and Emma were like startled birds.

They were so frightened that even the slightest movement of grass would scare them.

After about five days, she realized that Culver had not done anything at all. Maybe he had decided to just let things go!

Naomi was quite surprised! Therefore, she became cheerful and regained her energy along with Emma and began to work seriously.

In the morning, Naomi grabbed some breakfast in her hands and was about to head out.

"I must score the deal today."

Emma said helplessly, "Even if the deal is extremely important, you must have breakfast! Although we aren't very powerful now, our organization is excellent, and our future will definitely be better!"

"That won't do. I need to make more money!"

Emma asked curiously, "Are you short of money?

If you need to pay for something, you can use our company finances first."

"The company finances can't help me! Don't you remember? I still owe that guy money for damaging the car!"

Emma suddenly understood, "Oh! You're talking about Mr. Olsen!"

Upon mentioning Culver, the atmosphere suddenly became a little stiff. Emma, however, failed to notice and continued to speak as if she was talking to herself.

"Actually, although we've damaged Culver's car, you've already taken care of him for so long. It should be enough to offset the compensation! Even Mr. Olsen himself wouldn't be so shameless to ask you for compensation, would he?"

Naomi shook her head. "What are you fantasizing about? We originally agreed that I would help him only to prolong the compensation period, but we still have to pay him back! I don't like to owe others!"

"Alright!" Emma nodded. "Then, I'll help you! We'll fight alongside each other!"

Naomi smiled and said, "Okay, but you have to go to the company today. I'll settle the deal by myself! Let's move separately." "Good luck to you, then!"

After Naomi went out, she took a deep breath.

She didn't like to owe others, but in the end, she still owed Culver! She kept thinking about the look in his eyes when she had left the other day.

He had looked like Cola when Cola was injured, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She was a person who had been hurt before, but she was the one who had hurt others at the moment.

Her phone rang with a call from the assistant of the client she was going to meet that day.

"I'm sorry, Miss George. Our boss has something to do today, therefore the agreed time may be delayed a little later. I'll send the address to you when we've set the time, is that okay?"

Naomi agreed. There was nothing she could do. The client was always right!

Then, she returned to the company.

As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw several people gathering around and sighing. Naomi coughed softly and walked in.

"What's so interesting? Why don't you share it with me?"

Naomi was someone who was trained in self defense after all. Although she was not particularly rude, the aura that she carried gave off a feeling that commanded respect from others.