Chapter 137

Naomi slowed her pace, maintaining her usual smile. "Are you here to hire me for a case?" She was talking as if she and Brendan were merely acquaintances, not husband and wife. Brendan flicked the half-smoked cigarette to the ground and stomped it out. "Aren't you planning on going home?" Naomi quirked an eyebrow and nodded at the door. "Hey! That's my home behind you." With his hands in his pockets, Brendan observed Naomi silently. "I'm finally here, Naomi. So why don't both of us take a step back? And Mom is already getting suspicious." Naomi felt like laughing. She had taken more than a step back. Now, her back was to the wall. But she didn't want to argue with Brendan. Letting out a yawn, she sighed. "You can deal with your mother yourself. I'm going back to sleep." As Naomi made her way toward the door, Brendan reached out and grabbed her arm. Naomi turned around. "Brendan Ludwig, what the hell are you doing here so late? Don't make me call security." Brendan pulled Na