Chapter 254: Let's See What You've Got

Caroline stared intently at the woman lying on the floor. Suddenly, a voice sounded right next to her ear. Her back stiffened, and she nearly jumped in fright. When she turned, she saw a man standing there. He wore a white shirt with all the buttons undone. His smile revealed wrinkles, and he appeared to be in his forties.

“Are you… Mr. Mitchell?” Caroline steadied herself and asked. She assumed this man must be the “Mr. Mitchell” mentioned on the phone.

“I’m not Mr. Mitchell. I’m just a guest at his house. He’s in the shower. And who are you?” the man asked with a smile.

He smiled, stepped behind Caroline, grabbed her shoulder, and leaned close to her ear as he spoke.

“I…” Caroline was at a loss for words and didn’t know how to introduce herself.

Was she supposed to admit she had come here to “attend to” Noah? The phone call had only told her to meet Noah tonight. She hadn’t expected there to be anyone else in his house. Not just one person; there was a woman and another man.

As Caroline stammered, the woman on the floor suddenly stood up. “I get it. You’re here to see Mr. Mitchell too, huh?”

“You! Ah! You’re alive?!” Caroline shrieked, thinking the woman had been dead.

“Haha, what do you mean, alive? We were just playing a game with Mr. Mitchell. Did you think this was blood? It’s not. It’s just red liquid,” the woman laughed. The woman chuckled and smeared some of the red liquid on herself to show Caroline.

“Oh.” Hearing this, Caroline finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded stiffly.

“By the way, who are you? Why are you here? Are you here for Mr. Mitchell?” the woman asked again.

“Yes, I am. Mr. Beaumont sent me,” Caroline replied, repeating what she’d been instructed to say earlier.

“Oh, so you’re someone Mr. Beaumont sent,” the woman said, drawing out the words meaningfully. Hearing the name, the woman crossed her arms and began circling Caroline, sizing her up.

“Miss, you’ve got a great figure,” the woman said. The woman moved behind Caroline and slapped her on the backside.

“What are you doing?!” Caroline exclaimed.

Caroline was genuinely shocked. She had never been slapped on the backside by another woman before.

“Oh, nothing. Just a compliment. Why so uptight? You’re already here, aren’t you? Didn’t Mr. Mitchell tell you?” the woman teased. The woman smirked, her smile dripping with charm.

“Tell me what?” Caroline asked, confused. Caroline was baffled. Noah really hadn’t said anything.

“Never mind. It doesn’t matter. You being here means you’re ready for whatever comes next.” As the woman spoke, a man walked out of the master bedroom wrapped in a towel.

“What’s going on?” The man had neatly cropped hair, freshly washed. He wasn’t wearing anything except for a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

“Oh, nothing, Mr. Mitchell. We’ve got a little innocent one here. She’s so pure and clueless, just begging for attention!” the woman said playfully. The woman sashayed over, swaying her hips.

“Oh, really? Didn’t you beg for attention too when you first came here, you little fox?” Noah said with a smirk. Noah glanced at Caroline, then hooked his fingers under the woman’s chin.

“Mr. Mitchell, you’re so mean! Don’t talk about me like that!” the woman pouted flirtatiously. Her voice was full of mock complaints, and she practically leaned into him as she spoke.

“Am I wrong? You think I don’t know your tricks, huh? Quit pretending,” Noah shot back. Noah smacked the woman hard on her backside with a loud slap. The slap was enough to make anyone wince.

“Oh! Mr. Mitchell, isn’t it because of the way you trained me?” the woman moaned playfully. The woman let out a coquettish sigh and started wriggling provocatively.

“Enough of that. The new girl is here. Go clean up; how can you entertain anyone looking like that?” Noah said, dismissing her. He gave her another squeeze and motioned for her to take a shower.

“Alright, Mr. Mitchell. I’ll go now,” the woman replied with a smile before heading to the shower.

“Plenty of women come looking for me, but not many make the cut. Let’s see what you’ve got. Strip,” Noah said nonchalantly.

After the woman left, Noah glanced at Caroline before settling onto a nearby sofa.

“What?” Caroline asked, stunned.