Chapter 345 This Wasn't Noah's Style At All

Howard said coldly, "Young? Hardly. You're already twenty-seven!"

"Mr. Shi didn't get married till he was thirty. I have three years left. Why rush it?" Noah said slowly. He didn't talk back, but told the truth.

"You..." Howard was speechless for a moment. "But you're not Mr. Shi!"

"What's the difference?" Noah raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone else calmly.

Vivian whispered, "Can you compete with Brother John?"

"Yes, I can," Noah said calmly. "I have more money than him."

Henry widened his eyes and didn't know what to say.

He turned his head in disbelief and stared blankly at Noah's profile.

This wasn't like Noah at all.

This sounded familiar, but he couldn't figure out where Noah had gotten such a harebrained idea.

After the meal, Noah and Henry left together. Henry couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you today?"

"Wrong? You mean my saying I'm younger and richer than John?" Noah asked.

"Mm hmm." Henry nodded.

This wasn't Noah's style at all. He was normally calm and steady. Right now, he sounded more like John and Nina.

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d struggled, but couldn't break free.

"All right, all right. Quit it. Who cares who you are?" Adrian was drunk. He approached Vivian and pinched her chin. At the same time, he waved his hand to tell his men to stand down.

They thought Adrian was looking for a woman to play with, so they all turned around with their backs to them. Adrian said unhappily, "What are you doing? Why would I want a woman like this? She even killed her unborn sibling."

Vivian glared at Adrian and said, "Adrian, what are you talking about?"

"Seriously? You don't know what you did?" Adrian let go of her chin and slapped her. "It was you, wasn't it? If you hadn't been such a bitch, they wouldn't have sent Henry back to Ye family. You deserve every miserable thing that happens to you. You fucking make me sick!"

Adrian's slap was neither too heavy nor too light. Everyone heard it, though Vivian's pride was hurt more than anything.

"Adrian, what the hell?" Vivian glared at Adrian with malicious and insidious eyes. This was no weak girl, but a cold, calculating woman. "They? Who are you talking about?"