Follow Me novel Chapter 3

"They grew up together and are good friends," Sadie replied coldly, turning her back on Libby.

Otto wouldn't lie to her. If he really loved the daughter of the Brooks family, he wouldn't be with her; after all, she could only give him nothing, and even had an ugly face.

"You really love him." Libby let out a snort of contempt and pushed back the sheet to get out of the bed.

When Sadie heard the movement behind her, she turned to face Libby, looking at her in confusion. "Are you not feeling well? Or are you hungry?"

She was wearing an extremely sexy black silk nightgown with no underwear. Even Sadie couldn't help swallowing her saliva at the sight of her being so sexy and voluptuous. Men should be going crazy if they saw her.

"The room's too stuffy. I'm going downstairs to get some fresh air. You go to bed early and don't wait for me." Libby waved her phone, opened the door and walked straight out.

Sadie blinked, unconsciously pursed her lips and promptly swallowed back the words that flooded on the tips of her lips. Was it necessary to wear such a sexy dress if she was just going downstairs to get some fresh air?

Besides, did Libby pay too much attention to Otto? She had mentioned him several times throughout the night? Did Libby really think that she couldn’t feel anything?

As the footsteps outside the door faded away, Sadie picked up her phone to check the time and shrugged her shoulders, then she turned off the light and went to sleep. Although Dean Esme's medical expenses had been settled, she was still concerned that the man wouldn't give her such a large sum of money for no reason.

Letting out a sigh, she closed her eyes and gradually drifted off to sleep.

On the ground floor of the orphanage's staff quarters.

Libby walked down the quiet path to the back door furtively, where she then took out the key, opened the door and went out.

The night was dark, and there was a Bentley parked on the street. Under the warm yellow light, its distinguished and elegant body was reflecting the moonlight luxuriously.

A silhouette was vaguely reflected on the car window, with some red light kept flickering.

Libby stood in the darkness. After making sure no one was around, she ran across the street, opened the car door and got into the back seat.

"I thought you weren't coming out." The man laughed and lifted her onto his lap, sniffing her body fragrance. "Is Sadie asleep?"

"Do you care about her that much?" Libby pouted with discontent. "Don't think about her while you hug me."

"What are you thinking about? You're the only one in my heart." Otto narrowed his eyes, smiled and then kissed her lips...

The air was stifling in the room, and since there was no air conditioner in the room, Sadie woke up so hot before dawn after tossing and turning all night.

Today was Sunday and she had nothing to do during the day. She could have slept in, but she didn't expect it to be so hot.

After taking a shower, she returned to the room and saw that Libby was still sleeping, so she gently walked out of the room and went downstairs to help in the cafeteria.

The orphanage was not performing well and some employees who worked in the cafeteria were planning to resign due to the illness of Dean Esme.

Sadie didn't know how to persuade them, so she did what she could to help.

She helped take care of breakfast for the children in the orphanage. Later, the moment she turned to go back to the staff quarters, she accidentally saw Raya Duncan coming through the front door with a few people, and she looked uneasy.

The morning sun had just risen and the heat could already be felt, but the man walking behind Raya seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, and she could feel his coldness even from a great distance.

He was very tall, appearing to be over 185cm tall. He was wearing a vintage crewneck white shirt that was meticulously buttoned. Underneath, he wore a pair of black pants, and the ink-like color made his legs look extra straight and slender.

She blinked subconsciously as her eyes shifted upward and landed on his finely chiseled features. Her mind was in a buzz and her back broke into sweats at once.