Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon

At that moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t believe that Jonathan had another girlfriend. Even if it wasn’t public, it was well–known that Jonathan had always been loyal to Nina. No other woman had ever stood a chance with him, so they had never considered the possibility.

If anyone wanted to get close to the Bennett family, they knew they had to focus on Nina. However, if Jonathan had found someone else, all their efforts over the years would have been in vain. Some even thought, “If there is another woman besides Nina, why can’t it be me?

No one wanted the beautiful woman in front of them to be Jonathan’s girlfriend. Only then could they feel at ease. However, Celine was different. As the daughter of one of the four most prominent families, she had been spoiled from a young age. Her family adored her and was close to the Bennett family, so she did not hold back.

Celine scoffed. Jonathan, are you too afraid to admit it in front of Nina?” Before Jonathan could answer, Cynthia suddenly laughed.

“Ms. Sexton, you’ve misunderstood, Cynthia said, having already decided what to do the moment Jonathan spoke.

Celine glared at her and asked, “What do you mean?”

“That day, I ran into Mr. Bennett by accident. He helped me with something and then asked for a favor in return. So, I followed him into the private room and played along. Don’t you get it, Ms. Sexton?” Cynthia replied calmly.

Celine was stunned and asked, “Played along?”

“Mr. Bennett asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend to get rid of you. Cynthia said, glancing at Jonathan. A faint smile appeared on her lips, and her words were soft. “Mr. Bennett and I aren’t close at all.”

Jonathan’s expression darkened as if he were desperately trying to hold something back. His hand in his pocket was already clenched into a fist. He said inwardly, No matter what, I can’t show my emotions now. There are many of Whitney’s people at the banquet.

Celine, on the other hand, was on the verge of breaking down. Tears filled her eyes as she said, “Jonathan, is what she’s saying frue? Did you find some random woman to get rid of me? Do you really hate me that much?” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jonathan’s gaze was cold as ice as he looked at Celine. He said, “Celine, I think I’ve made myself clear. I don’t like you, and I never will. The Bennett family will never marry into the Sexton family, Celine, as a daughter of the Sexton family, you should know better than to cling to me like this.”

Someone nearby muttered, “Honestly, does Mr. Bennett really need to spell it out like that? Celine should know better.”

Another person added, “He’d rather find a random woman to act as his girlfriend than give Celine any hope. He must really

dislike her.”

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Celine finally broke down and burst into tears. “You’re all so cruel! Just wait!” she yelled, turning and storming away, but the murmuring continued.

One person said, “Mr. Bennett is devoted to Nina. He’s lucky he didn’t fall for Celine’s tricks.”

Another remarked, “Celine is so annoying. Nina is all grown up now, Mr. Bennett. You should marry her soon.”

Someone else added, “Yeah, we all know you’ve been waiting for her to grow up. It’s been six years.”

“Shut up!” Jonathan snapped, his voice icy and menacing. It was clear that his mood was foul.

Some people thought, It’s all Celine’s fault for ruining Mr. Bennett’s mood. Now he’s taking it out on us!

No one dared to say more–Only Nina slowly approached. She tugged gently on Jonathan’s sleeve, looked up at him, and asked, “Mr. Bennett, are you okay?”

Jonathan blinked, seeming to come back to the present. His gaze softened as he looked down at her. “I’m fine. If Celine bothers you again, just call me, he replied.

Nina nodded, but her gaze shifted to Cynthia. “Is she a friend you brought along?” she asked.

Nina did not recognize Cynthia, and her name was not on the guest list. Since Jonathan had been with her at Roncrity, Ninal assumed that Jonathan had brought her. Just then, Naomi stepped forward and put an arm around Cynthia’s shoulders, saying. “She’s my friend. She’s here with me today.”

“Oh, so she’s your friend, Nina remarked, her mood visibly lightened. She then glanced at Cynthia and added. “Sorry 1 didn’t greet you earlier.

Naomi replied, “It’s okay. She didn’t come for you anyway. She turned to Cynthia and said, “Come on, Cyn. Let’s not worry about them. How about we go upstairs and have some fun?”

Naomi was tall, and even though Cynthia wore heels, Naomi still towered over her. From behind, they almost looked like a couple. Cynthia smiled and said, “It’s getting late. I should leave now.”

She briefly turned to Nina and said, “Ms. Nina Sullivan, happy birthday. I’ll be leaving now. With that, Cynthia turned to leave

Tll give you a ride, Cyn, Naomi said, immediately following her Together, they headed out to the courtyard of the Sullivan residence.

As they left, the gossip resumed. One person said, “They seem to be more than just friends.”

Another added, “Naomi always dresses in a way that’s neither masculine nor feminine. I wonder if she might be into women And Ms. Jones is so beautiful. Is she Naomi’s girlfriend?”

Someone said, “I’m straight, yet even I am smitten by Cynthia’s beauty.”

Nina cut in. “Let’s not talk about Naomi, okay?”

The group quickly changed the subject. “Nina, let’s cut the cake. You and Mr. Bennett may cut it together,” someone suggested

Nina turned to Jonathan, her face filled with expectation, and asked, “Is that okay, Mr. Bennett?”

Jonathan nodded and replied, “Okay”

Meanwhile, Naomi drove Cynthia back to her hotel. Cynthia sat quietly in the passenger seat, staring out at the city lights. Her earlier carefree attitude had vanished, and she slumped into her seat, feeling exhausted.

“Are you okay?” Naomi asked.

Cynthia leaned against the window, watching the vibrant nightlife pass by. I’m fine, she replied.

“What’s going on, Cyn? How did you end up with Jonathan?” Naomi asked.

Cynthia suddenly smiled and turned to her, replying. “He’s my toy boy. I’ve been supporting him for three years.”

Naomi nearly swerved the car. “Wait… What? He’s the toy boy you’ve been talking about?” she asked in surprise.

Naomi had been out of the country but had kept in touch with Cynthia, so she had heard bits and pieces of her life. Cynthia chuckled and said, “Impressive, isn’t it?”

Naomi gave her a thumbs–up and commented, “Damn! You just picked a toy boy, and it turns out to be Mr. Bennett–the one from the Bennett family.

Cynthia laughed, but Naomi sensed something was off. “Cynthia, are you okay?” she asked.

I’m fine. It’s just a toy boy. We broke up, so what? It’s not the end of the world. He’s not worth that much, Cynthia replied, her tone calm but distant.