“Nora?”
“Yes, it’s me.”
“You came to Flor?”
“Yeah, on a business trip. I thought I would see you guys.”
“That’s great. We’ve missed you too. We’d love to see you.”
“Sure. I’lle up with the time, and we’ll meet,” said Nora. She then hung up. The person she talked
to wasn’t some regr guy. They were from an underground organization in Flor. When Imogen was
taking IT sses back in the day, she inadvertently got in touch with a hacker. They had been staying
in touch for three years since then under the name of Nora. Eventually, she found out they were with
the mafia. She should have cut off all ties with them, but she started getting some ideas, so instead of
cutting off ties, she deepened the connection.
She showed off her skills and true self to these people and acted just like a bad girl. That made her
quick friends with these people. Refusing to stay in her current hierarchy in society, Imogen tended to
delve deeper into other parts of society to find a way up.
Back in the presidential suite, Shirley was lounging on the settee on the balcony, agonizing over a
certain matter. She would be going to the ballter that night with Zacharias, and she knew Imogen
would be there as well. She and Zacharias were going to be really close at the ball, so she wanted to
tell Imogen about her rtionship with Zacharias before that.
They were friends, so she had to be honest with Imogen. Shirley mused over her options, and
eventually, she decided to meet Imogen. When she came back into the lounge, Zacharias was still on
the couch, talking about work with Freddie. He realized she was going to leave the room, and he
arched his eyebrow. “Where are you going?”
“To see Imogen,” said Shirley.
Zacharias finally nodded, giving his permission. He wouldn’t let her run around all she wanted. This
was a chaotic ce, after all.
Shirley asked where Imogen’s room was. She got her answer, went to her friend’s room, and knocked
on the door. Imogen stuck her head out of the room a whileter. When she saw Shirley, she smiled
happily. “I knew it was you, Shirley. Come in.”
“How did you know?” Shirley went into the room.
“Instinct. My instinct has always been urate. Imogen sat Shirley down on the couch and rested her
head in her hand. “I heard you’re staying in a room with Mr. Flintstone, I envy you. You can stay close
to him all day, every day. I wish I were in your ce.”
Shirley pursed her lips before looking at Imogen. “I have to be honest with you, Imogen.”
Imogen knew what Shirley was going to say, and she sat up straighter. “Okay, hit me with it.”
“You know how I told you I didn’t like Zacharias? Well, after getting to know him better, I realized that I
actually like him,” said Shirley honestly.
Imogen acted stiff for a few moments, and then she smiled. “He’s a charming man, and you’ve been by
his side for so long. I am not surprised you fell for him.”
Shirley apologized, “Sorry. I know you like him too.”
Imogen pulled her hair back. Bitterly, she said, “Amoner like me has no business loving him. Only
women like you are worthy of Mr. Flintstone.”
Shirley consoled her. “Don’t look down on yourself, Imogen.”
“Shirley, it’s the truth. You were born to privileges most people can’t ess their entire lives.” Imogen
looked at Shirley calmly.
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Shirley did not argue about that. Of course, she never showed off just because she was born to a good
family. She just wanted to live an earnest life so she couldn’t feel how her peers felt.
Imogenughed at herself. “You like Mr. Flintstone, and you get the chance to stay with him. I don’t.”
Shirley wanted to be honest with Imogen. Zacharias made the first move, but she didn’t want to make
her already downcast friend even more sullen.
“Imogen, Zacharias and I are going to attend a ball tonight. I’m his date,” said Shirley.