His Unveiled Passion

Benjamin's expression was dark as he turned to Quentin and sternly said, "Come with me to the study."

Without sparing him another glance, Benjamin turned and headed straight to his study.

Quentin placed his hand on Naomi's shoulder and said, "Naomi, wait for me."

Mary watched them coldly from the side.

Before he left, Quentin gave Mary a stern and icy look. "Mary, I'm the one responsible for this entire situation, so don't make things difficult for Naomi anymore. I'll take full responsibility."

Mary's expression turned ashen, but she did not say a word.

Turning back to Naomi, he looked at her cheek sympathetically and said, "It's swollen."

When he saw the tears pooling in Naomi's eyes, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He asked the housekeepers for some ointment and placed it in Naomi's hand. "Apply some cream first."

Naomi hummed in agreement.

Still worried about Naomi, Quentin called Amy Briley, a housekeeper who had watched him grow up and treated him well. He instructed her to look after Naomi for him.

Although he had used the word "look after", his main goal was to protect Naomi and prevent Mary from hitting Naomi again.

With all those arrangements made, Quentin headed to the study.

Naomi entered the room with the cream, while Mary and Amy followed behind him.

Seeing Naomi apply the cream on her cheeks, Mary began to insult her.

"Naomi, there are so many fishes out there in the sea. Must you really seduce your own brother? Are you that desperate for a man?" Mary's tone was vicious, and her words were cruel.

Tears immediately streamed down Naomi's cheeks as she cried sadly. Quentin was the one who had forced his feelings on her first.

Mary was supposed to be her mom, yet Mary had assumed she was the one who had seduced Quentin without understanding the situation.

"I seduced Quentin? Is that what you really think of me?" Naomi asked with a scoff.

Mary pulled out a stack of photos and slammed them on Naomi's table. "Take a good look at these!"

Naomi lowered her gaze and frowned when she saw those photos. They were photos of them going to the cinema, theme park, art gallery, concert, and different restaurants together.

The photos were clearly taken without their knowledge.

Naomi picked up the stacks of photos and examined them carefully. Judging from the locations, the first few photos dated back to about a month ago.

At that time, Diana had asked for Naomi's help in pursuing Quentin, and she had refused.

Frowning, the first person Naomi could think of was Diana. So, she asked, "Who gave you these photos?"

"It doesn't matter who gave me these! Just take a look at all the humiliating things you've done. How can you still say that you didn't seduce Quentin? The evidence is right here!" Mary exclaimed sharply.

There were also photos of them hugging, holding hands, and kissing.

Naomi kept those photos away and wiped her tears.

Then, she gave Mary an icy glare before she said, "Even if I did seduce him, what about your relationship with Mr. Dawson from Skyton Group? Did you seduce him too?

"At least I was single when we got together. What about you? You're a married woman!"

Mary exploded when she heard Naomi's words and quickly raised her hand to slap Naomi again. However, Amy quickly stepped in and stopped her.

So instead, Mary raised her voice and said sternly, "Naomi Carlson, I am your mother! How dare you speak to me like that? Do you even see me as your mother?"

"So you're just now remembering that you're my mother? Why didn't you think of that when you said those cruel words to me just now?

"You just hit and yelled at me without understanding the situation. You really are a great mom," Naomi said with a smirk as she looked at Mary coldly.

Meanwhile, Quentin stayed in the study for half an hour, and their argument had gotten quite heated.

There were even loud crashes coming from inside due to Benjamin losing his temper and throwing things around.

Half an hour later, Quentin opened the door and walked out. His forehead was bleeding as a teacup had struck him.

The second he left the study, he headed to Naomi's room.

Mary was no longer there, but Amy was still looking after Naomi.

Noticing that Quentin had returned, Amy gave him a small nod and quietly left the

room. She did not forget to close the door behind her.

"What happened to your forehead?" Naomi asked with concern and quickly checked Quentin's wound.

Quentin reached out to caress Naomi's swollen face. His gaze was filled with warmth as he said, "I'm fine. It's just a small wound. Does your face still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore," Naomi said, lowering her gaze.

"Have you applied the cream?"

Naomi nodded and softly replied, "I did."

"Naomi, let's move out together. If you don't want to stay with me, I can buy you your own villa," Quentin said gently.

Her eyes flickered, and she asked, "What did your dad say?"

"He wants us to break up, but I refused. He was so angry that he threatened to disown me."

Naomi didn't think things would

escalate to the point where

Benjamin would disown Quentin. It seemed Quentin must have said

many things to have offended Benjamin in the study just now.

After a moment of silence, Naomi agreed. "I'll move out tonight."

"Alright."

Naomi quickly added, "I'll stay with you."

Quentin paused momentarily before he said, "Alright. I'll have someone make the arrangements."

"Will they get a divorce? They've

been married for so long now and are both in it for mutual benefits and shared assets. Even if they were to get a divorce, it would not be that quick or easy," Naomi said worriedly.

Quentin gently patted Naomi's head and explained, "My dad has agreed to a divorce."

Naomi looked up at him in shock. "Really?"

"Yes. After all, I'm his only son. However, he had some conditions."

"What were his conditions?" Naomi asked.

"Firstly, I have to cover all the financial losses for the assets he'd lose when he divorces your mom. Secondly, I must keep quiet about their affairs.

"Thirdly, we can't make our relationship public so soon. We need to wait at least a year after their divorce before we make things public," Quentin explained. Naomi replied, "Other than the first condition, the rest are easy to handle. Did you agree to it?"

"I did."

Frowning, she asked worriedly, "How

are you supposed to fulfill the first condition? My mom will probably take half of your dad's assets, and that's a large sum. Can you manage?"

Quentin pulled her gently into his embrace. "I can do it. Naomi, trust me. I'll takenoveldrama

care of it."