Chapter 115

"Please have a seat, Ms. Goodwin." Tom gestured for Naomi before turning to the maid. "Get some tea ready for Ms. Goodwin." Naomi sat down calmly, and the maid soon served her some tea. "Here's your tea, Ms. Goodwin." Meanwhile, Tom lit a cigar, letting the smoke fill the room. Despite Naomi's frown, he didn't put it out. He flashed her a strained smile. "You're quite responsible when it comes to work, aren't you, Ms. Goodwin?" Naomi took a sip of tea and smiled. "Do you have a case for me, Mr. Hunter?" Tom's smile faded, and he tapped the cigar ash. "How much does a lawyer earn?" Naomi shrugged. "Just enough to get by." At her words, Tom's expression shifted instantly. He extinguished the cigar in the ashtray and stared fixedly at her. "Just enough to get by, yet you refused when I offered you eight million dollars?" Tom's sudden burst of anger didn't faze Naomi. She had already understood what was going on when she had been stopped by those burly men in the parking lot ear