Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 1593

Noah was completely naked, and the paparazzi would not let go of such a good opportunity. They took a series of photos to capture Noah's ugly side.

"Ah, don't take pictures! Close your eyes..."

Noah was really on the verge of collapse. She fell to the ground without anything to cover herself with, so she picked up the scattered sportswear of Harry and held it tightly against her chest, trembling and afraid to move.

At this moment, a burst of applause suddenly came from outside the door.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Atherton and Miss Sinclair. My life is too boring recently, and you two specially staged such a good show for me." The half-teasing voice of Edwin gradually approached and became clearer.

The paparazzi all made their way, and Edwin held Joanne's hand as they walked in.

Noah stared intently at the suddenly appeared Edwin and Joanne, her eyes filled with shock, anger, and madness after being calculated. It turned out to be him!

Edwin and Joanne had planned it all!

"Edwin?" Harry's face became even stiffer. His relationship with Edwin had already been tense, and now he was seen with Noah...

He quickly wrapped himself in a blanket and got out of bed, feeling at a loss for words. "Please let me explain. Things are not what you think..." Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Edwin leisurely led Joanne into the room and sat on the sofa. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not what I think? Then tell me what exactly happened."

Harry couldn't help but stutter a bit. He was caught in bed with Noah, and no matter how he explained it, it was an undeniable fact that he and Noah were together. He felt so ashamed that his face had turned red.

"It's all because of this bitch. She threatened me that if I didn't be with her, she would ruin my reputation..."

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Harry suddenly rushed to Noah and kicked her hard. Feeling unsatisfied, he grabbed her hair and smashed her head against the floor several times.

"You bitch! It's all your fault! Did you bring these paparazzi as well?"

"No, I don't know these people..." Overwhelmed with pain, Noah covered her head with both hands. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She really wished she could find a hole to hide in front of her beloved man.

Her original plan was to spend a night with Harry before informing the paparazzi to take a few non- explicit photos,

and then she would use public opinion to force Harry to marry her...

How did things turn out like this?

"Mr. Atherton, it wasn’t me. It was a trap set by Edwin and Joanne!" Noah desperately clung to the last straw, trying to shift the blame onto them. "What benefit do I have from exposing our secret meeting? Do I want to be mocked and criticized by the public? Besides, if I were the one who called the paparazzi, I wouldn't have let myself appear so disheveled. Obviously, Joanne is the mastermind behind the scenes. She resents us and wants to destroy us!"

Joanne couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

"Yes, it was our trap. We forced you and Harry to have a secret meeting at the hotel, we drugged you, and we even arranged for the paparazzi to come and take pictures. We wanted to escalate the situation, causing the entire

Atherton family to fall into chaos. We are truly malicious."

If Noah could still keep a clear mind, she would definitely know that Joanne had said these words on purpose.

But at this moment, her mind was a mess and she could hardly think. She instinctively kept explaining and pleading with Harry, "You heard that, right? It's all Joanne's scheme! She admitted that she wanted to frame me!"