A Glimpse Underwater

In the banquet hall, amidst the fragrances and the play of shadows, glasses clinked and mingled.

Naomi had just witnessed Yvonne trailing Cynthia out earlier. However, with so much time passing and no sign of Yvonne returning, a subtle unease settled in Naomi's heart.

She knew that Yvonne had harbored deep-seated resentment towards Cynthia for a long time, and she was well aware of Yvonne's long-planned revenge. The reason she hadn't intervened was that she hoped to use Yvonne to bring Cynthia down. After all, Naomi had long held a bone-deep hatred for Cynthia due to past grievances.

She even wished Yvonne would go all out against Cynthia, especially considering Yvonne's dirty tactics. But for some reason, Naomi couldn't shake off the feeling that something bad was about to happen.

Lost in her thoughts, Naomi absentmindedly held her wine glass, to the point of not hearing Joe's words.

"Naomi? Naomi?"

After calling her a few times, Naomi suddenly snapped back to reality. "Huh?"