Boomerang Love

The three men serving them immediately sensed something was wrong. Since the group they were serving seemed familiar with the man who barged in, the three men tactfully left.

Although it was their jobs, they weren't paid to get involved in other people's family affairs.

Brendan's face darkened. Ronald quickly crawled off the bed with a smile. "I'm surprised to see you here, Brendan

"You must be tired from work, so you came to relax, right? Are you a regular here? Should I recommend a masseur for you? I'll pay for you too.

"Do you want a male or female masseur? Male masseurs are stronger. Maybe you should give them a try!

"But if you don't like men touching you, I'll get you a female one! No. 11 is good. She's beautiful and has massive breasts.

Ronald kept chattering away as if Naomi and Bailey weren't there. It was like he hadn't just criticized Brendan for being unreliable and opposed to Naomi being with Brendan.

Ronald even suggested a masseur for him, emphasizing that the woman was beautiful and quite gifted.

Brendan, with his hands in his pockets, looked at him coldly.

Seeing Brendan's cold gaze, Ronald's smile faltered and turned into a grimace. He was trying his best to please Brendan. What else did Brendan want from him?

On the side, Naomi watched Brendan's gloomy expression. She got off the bed nonchalantly and stretched her neck. "Ronald is just concerned about you. Just accept his kindness!"

Brendan's face fell. "No one would call a mute for keeping your mouth shut, Naomi."

"Alright, 111 keep quiet," Naomi said, making a gesture of zipping her lips.

Brendan spat to the side and turned back to Ronald, the latter recoiling immediately. He said pitifully," Brendan, Naomi told me she was tired from work and wanted to relax. So I brought her here. She can handle you better if she's relaxed."

Brendan furrowed his brows, and Ronald immediately slapped a hand over his mouth. "Naomi belongs to you, I know."

Brendan didn't like when others acted all chummy with Naomi, even if it was Ronald. It seemed like Ronald hadn't learned his lesson, Despite Brendan's repeated warnings and efforts to discipline Ronald, he still didn't keep his distance from Naomi Bailey lay motionless on the bed and piped up, "Brendan, Naomi hasn't done anything wrong. Was it necessary to kick up a fuss? Besides, are you telling me you haven't done anything worse to Naomi?"

Ronald quickly chimed in, "That's right. Naomi didn't do anything wrong. Why were you so angry, Brendan? Look, you've even broken the door. I'll have to pay for it later."

Bailey was a woman and an outsider, so Brendan couldn't argue with her.

But Ronald was a man! He was also the instigator Brendan turned to Ronald and smirked. "She did nothing wrong? Indeed, it's not wrong to relax a little."

The man had touched Naomi Yet they said she did nothing wrong.

Besides, when had he ever done anything worse than this? In fact, he had never gotten a massage from a parlor before.

Brendan turned around and called out, "Mr. Johnson."

A man in his thirties immediately came in with a smile. "Yes, Mr. Ludwig?"

Brendan growled, "Where are they? Bring them all in."

With that, John turned to the door and called the rest in. Immediately, six tall, muscular men entered the

room.

Naomi and Bailey's eyes instantly lit up.

Brendan ignored Naomi and instructed John, "Make sure they take good care of Ronald."This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Ronald was shocked. "What do you mean, Brendan?"

Just then, the man at the forefront turned to Ronald. This way, please, Mr. Ronald "Brendan! Brendan!" Ronald shouted.