Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 908

Chapter 908 

Hannah quickly pulled Noah into her arms, preventing anyone else from touching him. 

She chuckled, “Please forgive me, Ms. Liliana. My secretary has peculiar habits and is compulsively clean. Even I can’t change that.” 

The woman addressed as Ms. Liliana clicked her tongue twice. 

“Looks like you’re really fond of him, Ms. Hannah.” 

Hannah just smiled without replying. 

After another round of drinks, the party began to disperse as it was getting late. 

Half an hour later, only Hannah remained, still holding onto the intoxicated Noah, sitting on the sofa. 

She could not carry Noah by herself, but the thought of other women helping made her 

uncomfortable. 

Deciding to wait a while longer, she called the butler to send bodyguards and a driver to pick them 

1. up. 

The bodyguards were quick. 

Twenty minutes later, they located the corresponding private room following Hannah’s instructions and carried Noah on their backs. 

They quickly returned to the Moore mansion. 

As Noah was being carried back to his room by the bodyguards, Vanessa, wearing pajamas, happened to come downstairs. 

She stopped Hannah, who was about to return to her room, and asked, “What happened to Mr. Noah? How did he get so drunk?” 

Hannah, looking tired, replied helplessly, “He insisted on drinking on an empty stomach to keep me from drinking. There’s no way he’d be sober drinking like that.” 

“Um…” 

Vanessa’s lips twitched. 

Seeing Hannah about to leave again, she spoke up once more, “He’s your guest. Shouldn’t you be taking care of him in his room?” 

Chapter 908 

Hannah, puzzled, asked, “Mom, am I really your daughter? I’ve been working all day, and you don’t even pity me. Why should I take care of him?” 

Vanessa gently patted her face, coaxing, “Of course, you’re my precious daughter. But since Mr. Noah is visiting our home for the first time, as hosts, we should take care of him, especially since he got drunk because of you.” 

Although Vanessa’s argument made some sense, Hannah resisted, “He’s still my company’s secretary. Is it appropriate for the boss to personally take care of a drunken secretary?” 

Vanessa chuckled. “We’re at home now, so leave the corporate rules behind. Go, take care of Mr. Noah in his room, and help him freshen up a bit. I’ll go make him a hangover drink. 

Freshen up? 

“Mom…” 

Vanessa did not give her a chance to find another excuse and swiftly headed downstairs, slipping into the kitchen. 

Hannah sighed and stood in the corridor for a moment before eventually entering 

Noah’s room. 

The bodyguards placed Noah on the bed and left, leaving him sprawled on the bed. They did not even bother to cover him with the blanket. 

She looked up at the wide–open window, the curtains gently swaying in the cool evening 

breeze. 

Hannah thought that if she did not tend to Noah, he might fall sick tomorrow. 

Ridden by guilt, she approached the bed and struggled to drag Noah onto the pillow. 

Sure enough, his body reeked of alcohol, and he definitely needed to freshen up. 

Feeling somewhat annoyed, Hannah quickly fetched a basin of hot water and towels from the bathroom, placing them on the bedside table. 

Sitting beside him, she helped Noah out of his suit jacket and patiently unbuttoned his 

shirt.