Naomi's POV
What an absolute moron Patterson was! We had everything carefully planned out, and he couldn't even follow simple instructions. And who was this wild woman beating him senseless? Damn, there were security guards nearby! I needed to rescue this damsel in distress masquerading as a man. I started the engine, pulled up beside them, and honked loudly. The idiot finally managed to break free and scramble into my car.
"Drive, Naomi! For God's sake, go! That psychopath is completely unhinged!" Patterson gasped between breaths, looking utterly disheveled with blood streaming from his broken nose. I couldn't contain my laughter.
"Who the hell is this woman?" I chuckled, watching his pathetic state.
"Chloe Dalton, some wealthy businessman's daughter and your precious Adrian's assistant."
