Chapter 1581

Naomi froze. Her phone vibrated in her palm. As she glanced at the incoming call, her eyelashes fluttered slightly before she answered, "Hello?" It seemed that Dylan called Scott, prompting him to contact her. After all, Dylan still didn’t know that she and Scott were already divorced. Scott held his phone inside the car, patiently listening to the repeated ringing. Before long, the call connected, and a soft voice came through the phone, reaching his ears. He parted his lips, "Are you home?" The familiar deep voice echoed in her ear, and images from the previous night involuntarily flashed before Naomi's eyes. A faint blush crept up her cheeks. Her eyelashes fluttered as she lowered her gaze, fingers tightening slightly around her phone. "Yes, I’m at home." "Pack up. I'm coming over now." Naomi frowned, "Pack? Where are we going?" "Quentin is hosting Dylan for lunch. We’re going together." A flash of surprise crossed Naomi’s eyes. "Why is Quentin inviting Dylan, and why are