Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando) novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170 Caught Spying

"Can you just stop meddling in my affairs? They're my parents, not yours. Besides, don't you have your own mess to deal with at home? Leave me alone, I'm leaving," Noah said.

"You can leave, but I've already called the police. If you go, that woman will go to jail," Penny replied firmly.

Noah froze in his tracks, his face contorted with emotion.

Determined, Penny continued, "I will have someone take you back and immediately inform Philip and Haley to come pick you up."

"You!" Noah's voice softened as he spoke.

"Just stay out of my business. I'd rather starve out here than go back to that home."

Orlando's car window was open. He had been present during Penny and Noah's previous argument.

However, Noah's accent was too strong, and Orlando could only make out bits and pieces of the conversation. Plus, he wasn't really interested in Noah's family affairs.

But Orlando didn't instruct the driver to move. After all, the driver was still recovering from the shock.

Aware that Orlando was still there, Penny didn't want to continue embarrassing herself in front of him. Instead, she made a phone call.

Soon enough, a car arrived at the scene. Two burly bodyguards stepped out of the car and lifted Noah off the ground as if he were a chicken, binding his hands and feet.

Noah never expected Penny to make such a move. He wanted to struggle but was frightened into silence when he saw the bulging muscles of the bodyguards.

He was a typical coward without any backbone.

Penny made another call, this time to Philip and Haley, informing them that she had found Noah and that someone would immediately bring him back.

Philip and Haley couldn't believe it. They realized how much they owed Penny. Haley even mentioned the young civil servant from before.

"Penny, I've done some inquiries. That young man is quite handsome and has no vices. When will you come and meet him?"

Penny raised her hand to massage her temples and accidentally made eye contact with Orlando.

His profile was sharp and refined, with a faint glow from the car's roof casting in his eyes. Perhaps it was the pleasant night breeze that made Orlando comfortable. Penny could hear her aunt's questioning voice in her ear, but her mind was elsewhere. Once again, she noticed how perfectly chiseled Orlando's features were, as if designed by a meticulous sculptor. It was the ideal template for any artist.

Penny declined her aunt's inquiry and pretended to still be on the phone, placing the phone in front of her.

"Haley, I have to go now. Bye."

In truth, she had hung up a few seconds ago. She opened the camera app and quickly snapped a picture of Orlando's current pose.