Chapter 712

Brendan answered coolly, "He's not your cup of tea." Naomi was amused by this. She asked him, "He's handsome, young, has a good figure and speaks well. How is he not my cup of tea?" Brendan took a quick look at Bryson. He reminded her, "Watch what you say, Ms. Goodwin. Your son is right here!" Naomi looked askance at him and snatched her phone back. Then, she put her hands in her pockets and walked off. A moment later, Brendan tried a game of darts. Every dart hit the triple ring or bullseye, prompting shrieks from the women next to him. Naomi chuckled. She turned around and walked toward him. She picked up a handful of darts and started throwing them. In the end, she hit all of Brendan's darts off the dartboard. At the same time, her darts were stuck securely to the board. The women's eyes filled with admiration. They approached Naomi excitedly. "That was amazing. Can we have your number, miss?" This time, Naomi didn't have time to feel for her phone. Bryson extended hi