Billionaire's Match

Chapter 662

Noah sat beside Ryan.

The table in front of them was piled high with food.

Noah ate with a voracious appetite, his movements fast and precise, the aroma making it impossible not to salivate.

Ryan, who hadn't eaten properly for over a day, couldn't help smacking his lips.

But he was acutely aware of his precarious position.

When he tried to slip away, he immediately got yanked back.

The sudden tug almost caused Noah to spill the hot soup he had just lifted to his lips.

Quick as ever, he managed to avoid it, but the soup still splashed onto the floor.

Noah's expression darkened.

He frowned at Ryan.

you think you're doing?" Ryan froze, finally realizing that a thick rope was tied around his

to the bathroom." he

Noah's tone was cold.

finish

he bent down irritably to clean up the

someone else would have handled it, but Noah was fastidious- he insisted on tidying up

immediately

cleaned, Noah resumed eating, and

hungry too.Eat,"

Ryan's

a large piece of cake, but hesitated

if this man intended to toy with

airport-any disturbance here and I can't even

devoured the cake, then continued

he dare look at

last night, but…why were you looking for me?" he

and skill made it clear he wasn't an

silencing Ryan, he was organized and deliberate-tying him up

know," Noah