Just like that, Luna's smile slowly disappeared, and her face was frozen as if a perpetual look of horror had struck her. She then slowly turned to look at Naomi.
Naomi wasn't saying anything, but the disdain and contemptuous look she threw at Harold told Luna everything she needed to know. Quickly, Luna dragged Harold out of the room.
She looked at him curiously and asked, “What happened? Tell me.”
Awkwardly, Harold answered, “Well... I had no money, and I was hungry.”
A frown furrowed Luna's brows, and she gave him a card. “You could have told me. You shouldn't have done... Forget it. There are forty-five hundred in there. Take it, and remember to never do something that embarrassing ever gain.”
After getting along with Harold for the past two days, Luna had a better idea of the kind of man Harold was. He was just like her late husband—dependable and reliable. That was the reason she wanted to introduce him to her friends. If they found themselves falling for each other, that would be great.
“I'll take this as a loan, then. Once I have the money, I'll pay you back.” Harold didn't refuse. He wasn't the kind who like formalities and theatrics. Most importantly, he knew he could make money soon enough. Besides, money once again proved its importance in life after the embarrassing event the night before. A moment later, he took the card. Curious about what Luna and Harold were talking about, Naomi and Michelle tailed them and watched from afar. They saw Luna giving Harold her card, and they were surprised.
Luna was someone who was very careful with money. It was incomprehensible that she would give someone like Harold money.
Before they could figure out why, however, Luna had sent Harold away and come back to the room.
The girls quickly took their seats.
Knowing that her friends were reluctant to see Harold, Luna told him to take a break somewhere on the premise. She still had to check Michelle's top subscriber out and see if he was boyfriend material. Not to mention if something unexpected were to happen, Harold could help.
Harold didn't want to see Naomi either, at least not now, so he did as Luna told him and took a break in the lobby.
Not too long after Luna went back to the room, a man with a ponytail came in with his lackey. He was dressed up like an artist, but the air he gave off smelled like frivolity. He and his lackey eventually came to the room where Luna and her friends were seated. This man was Owen Sunderland, Michelle's top subscriber and the young master of one of Xenhall's top ten families.
When he saw that Michelle was not the only one in the room and that the other ladies were prettier than she was, Owen gasped, “Holy smoke, Michelle. I thought you came alone. I can't believe you brought your friends along. They're smoking hot. I'm in heaven.” He was wiggling his eyebrows like a pervert and putting up an exaggerated leer.
Luna and Naomi frowned the moment he made that comment.
Michelle fell for Owen the moment she saw his getup. Not to mention he was generous with his gifts and donations. She quickly introduced her friends to him, not knowing that they were still frowning. “You must be Mr. Sunderland. Let me introduce you to my friends, Luna and Naomi.”
Despite their displeasure, Naomi and Luna still said hi to Owen. They didn't want to ruin Michelle's fun.
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