Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 1592

Her slow and steady breath seemed to ignite a blazing fire that burned from the tip of Harry's earlobe to his heart.

His last trace of sanity reminded him not to fall for Noah's trick...

"You bitch!"

"We've come this far. Are you sure you still want to hold back your desire? Isn't this a win-win situation? You should know that once you stepped into this hotel today, there's no turning back..."

There were two conflicting voices inside Harry, and upon hearing her final sentence, he went crazy with anger. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"My son doesn't want you, yet you dare to mess with me. You bitch! Are you so desperate for a man?"

Suddenly, the door was forcefully kicked open, and a group of journalists stormed in with cameras.

On the bedroom's large bed, Harry interrogated with vicious words, "Are you satisfied now? Now can you tell me why my granddaughter was kidnapped... Ah!"

Before Harry and Noah could comprehend the situation, a sudden influx of journalists stormed in, accompanied by an incessant flickering of camera flashes.

The blinding white light was too much for both Noah and Harry to keep their eyes open.

"Oh my God! Is it Mr. Atherton and Noah?"

"Didn't Noah post photos a few days ago, implying she's dating Edwin Atherton? How come she's now involved with his father?! It's disgusting!"

"What's going on? Edwin Atherton released a statement saying he has nothing to do with Noah and the photos were edited. It turns out Noah is Harry's lover..."

"Who are you? Get out! No cameras allowed here!" Upon hearing these vulgar words, Noah screamed in fear and hastily grabbed the blanket to cover her body.

She had already instructed the journalists she was familiar with to come to the hotel to catch the affair. But she didn't recognize any of the people who showed up!

As a celebrity, Harry naturally cared about his image more than Noah. As a group of paparazzi barged into their hotel room to take photos, he immediately grabbed the blanket and covered himself tightly.

"Who let you in? Delete all these pictures now!"

While saying this, he called his assistant Callum to handle these paparazzi. Unexpectedly, after he dialed for a long time, no one answered the call.

As the blanket was mercilessly snatched away by Harry, Noah was exposed under the cameras.

She hurriedly got closer to Harry, hoping to find some shelter. Harry forcibly suppressed his immense anger, preventing himself from kicking her off the bed. Then he heard one of the paparazzi say, "We were informed to come here and take photos. Even the room key was prepared in advance."

"Somebody informed you?" Harry turned his head and aimed his fury at Noah. No wonder he managed to disguise himself so flawlessly, yet the paparazzi still succeeded in locating him at the hotel. It turned out Noah was the one leaking his whereabouts!

"So you called these journalists here? Bitch, how dare you betray me again!"

With a dull thud, Harry kicked Noah to the ground.