waking

Chapter 88 

Naomi left her house at eleven o’clock at night; she didn’t bother with her car and instead hailed a cab straight to Atopan’s most famous Herb Farm 

In her previous life, her mentor Wilson had taken her there, where she learned to identify countless herbs. With her razor–sharp memory, she never forgot a plant once she’d seen it, especially when she was determined to master something–she went all in. 

Wilson appreciated her for that very trait. 

The cab dropped her off at the Herb Farm at two in the morning and then drove off, leaving Naomi with her oversized backpack to check into a nearby hotel. 

The next day, the gates to Herb Farm opened promptly at eight in the morning. 

Naomi was the first through the gates. 

She headed straight for the office, completed the necessary paperwork, paid the fees, and carned the right to harvest. With that done, she wandered into the fields. 

Derek’s burn treatme 

treatment had entered the second phase–it was tim 

was time to change his dressings 

While Naomi walked, Shawn’s image kept interrupting her thoughts. With Cheryl’s history as a precursor, Naomi couldn’t help worrying about what would happen if she angered Shawn, whom she thought of as quite the grim reaper himself. 

She didn’t even know why she had left in such a hurry the previous night–whether it was to find herbs for Derek or to temporarily get away and 

hide. 

“Alas…” 

Naomi exhaled a heavy sigh. She still wasn’t powerful enough to take on the devil–like man from her past, and now she was on Shawn Fischer’s bod side, 100. 

She wondered if she would even make it to eighty years old, 

She thought, “Whatever. I just play it by ear 

Shaking off her chaotic thoughts, Naomi refocused on the task at hand, earnestly searching for the herbs she needed. 

Suddenly, her phone began to ring, tearing her away from the plant in front of her. The caller ID showed it was Jackson. 

After Naomi and Jackson had cooperatively worked together previously, they exchanged phone numbers and added each other on WhatsApp. 

However, despite adding each other on WhatsApp, they hadn’t chatted privately nor had they called one another. 

So, when Jackson’s call came out of the blue, Naomi was taken aback, 

“Hello, Mr. Moore: 

“I need a female model urgently, Ms. Edwards, Can you come to the rescue? The model we had booked fell ill suddenly and can’t we can’t find a suitable replacement at short notice. You were the first person who came to mind, Jackson stated bluntly. 

Jackson was straightforward. “Ms. Edwards, you won’t be helping out for nothing; you’ll be compensated.” 

Equally forthright, Naomi asked, “How much?” 

She needed money, the more, the better, and she wasn’t going to let pass any opportunity to cam some. 

or one walk, thirty thousand. You’ll need to be here for about an hour. How does that sound!” 

“For 

Naomi agreed immediately. 

“Ill come over right away. Send me the location. 

t make it today, and 

After hanging up. Jackson sent her the location. Naomi hurriedly gathered the herbs she needed and made her way to the venue. 

Upon arriving at the show, Jackson ushered Naomi into the backstage makeup area. He seemed concerned, “Ms. Edwards, you’re the spokesperson for Elaine Jewelry. Does Mr. Fischer allow you to take private gigs! I only thought of your powerful presence resembling that of the model who is ill 

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when I called you” 

“It’s fine. Mr. Fischer doesn’t stop me from taking on other part–time jobs” Naomi replied nonchalantly to the makeup artist who was getting her ready. She presumed she would soon no longer be the spokesperson for Elaine Jewelry, anyway. 

She expected Shawn to take back everything he had given her. 

As easily as he lifted her up, he could bring her down 

Luck was on Naomi’s side when she first witnessed Cheryl’s downfall at the Fischer residence, so disappointment was not an emotion she harbored. Despite the initial sadness, Naomi buoyed her spirits quickly and re–planned her route with precision. 

There was no need to share the e details of her interactions with Shawn to others. 

Speaking openly of one’s misfortunes was the epitome of foolishness. 

She thought, “After all, you can never be sure if the person you’re talking to is sincere or just puiting on an act. Some may offer comfort to your face only to mock your pain the moment your back is turned, and even worse, they might reopen old wounds just to insult you. 

Unfortunately, in her past life, Naomi did not understand these lessons. 

The makeup artist worked with swift and practiced motions, transforming Naomi’s appearance. Her hair was braided into messy plaits, her face done up with a roguishly smoky look, and decked out in a leather jacket, pants, and combat boots she became the epitome of a cool and dashing punk rock girl. 

Naomi stared at the reflection in the mirror, the transformation so complete that not a hint of her former self was visible. Her eyes, in particular, held a fierce energy that seemed effortlessly intense. 

“That’s perfect, Ms. Edwards” Jackson said as he came over. “Leçme walk 

you through w 

what comes next” 

Jackson led Naomi away from the makeup room to the backstage and handed her a manual, which outlined several makeup and costume changes. 

Jackson watched her carefully as he explained the process. 

Naomi listened attentively and nodded to show she understood everything after he finished. 

“Just call me by my first name, Mr. Moore. Naomi told him after sucking the mamal away. “It feels weird being called Ms. Edwards” 

The reason was simple, she probably wouldn’t have another chance to enter the realms of entertainment and fashion again. 

“Naomi,” Jackson corrected himself immediately. 

“And you don’t have to call me Mr. Moore, just Jackson or Jackie is line.” 

“No, I’ll stick with Mr. Moore,” she insisted. 

“It’s your turn now.” 

“You’ve got this,” Jackson said as he brought her to the entrance. 

In an instant. Naomi’s demeanor and expression shifted. She had not walked a runway before, nor had she received professional training in her previous life, but she had watched countless videos. 

Yearning from the sidelines, she had secretly studied those clips, though she never had a chance to put her clandestine studies to the test. 

Now was the opporturie moment to gauge the fruits of her discreet labor. 

The moment Naomi stepped onto the runway, she transformed. Her gaze was steady, her expression cool and detached; her stride was decisive, cách movement graceful and powerful From the front, her posture was poised and tall, exuding a formidable presence. From the side, she was the epitome of composure, confidence, and unmatched elegance. 

Moreover, her sense of rhythm was notably impressive. 

Jackson couldn’t hide his astonishment; he hardly dared believe Naomi wasn’t a professional model 

Her presence was at least ten times more commanding than the sick model who couldn’t make it to the show. 

Among 

ng those equally taken aback was Chandler, sitting in the VIP section of the fashion show, 

Perched to the right of Shawn, Chandler couldn’t shake off the chill that repeatedly struck him. He dared not breath too loudly, let alone ponder 

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whether Shawn, upon seeing Naomi, had already sealed her Este in his mind. 

Shawn’s gaze was harsh, his handsome features as formidable and sharp as if laced with poison. He had been restless last night at Spring Villa. ultimately convincing himself to seek out Naomi. But when he arrived, this infuriating woman had instead gone to find medication for Derek 

And now, there she was, unexpectedly turning up at the fashion show. 

In Shawn’s mind, he wondered if, to her, any trivial matter held more significance than him, her savior. 

Chandler could feel the atmosphere growing increasingly tense. With cautious urgency, he spoke up. “Boss, I go fetch Ms. Edwards for you in a 

moment 

The next second, Shawn stood up abruptly and strode towards the backstage. 

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