Chapter 1654


    ric grabbed Hertha''s hand, ready to lead the way.


    Hertha yanked herself back, shaking off his grip with a look of disdain. "Oh, please, let''s just go by


    ourselves. If youe along and start acting all high and mighty, we''ll have to babysit you the


    whole time, which will ruin our appetite."


    With augh, she looped her arm through Thssa''s. "It''ll just be us girls, free and easy. We can


    chat about whatever we want. How great is that?"


    ric opened his mouth to protest, but Hertha cut him off, "Zip it, will you?"


    ric: "..."


    She called him delicate, and he couldn''t even argue back?


    As Hertha and Thssa took a few steps, Hertha suddenly paused, turning to address Callum still


    lounging on the sofa. "Mr. Gordon, you should head back. Thssa will ring you up once her


    designs are ready. No need to swing by her ce."


    Callum stood up. "You''re hitting a food truck and not inviting me?"


    His eyes, gleaming with a hint of mischief, flitted between Thssa and Hertha, clearly hoping for a


    free meal.


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    Thssa was about to say something when Hertha quickly interjected, "Mr. Gordon, it''s a girls'' night


    out. We''ve got loads of girly stuff to talk about. Boys will just cramp our style."


    With the conversation steered that way, Callum and ric didn''t have much choice but to back


    down.


    Callum gave ric a look, chuckling, "Mr. Falconer, after you."


    He gestured for ric to lead the way.


    ric, clearly annoyed, just nced at him and left on his own.


    "Enjoy your dinner, I''ll be off then." Callum bid Thssa goodbye and made his exit.


    Finally free from the guys, Hertha, smiling reassuringly at Thssa, took her arm, and they headed


    out together.


    The night was alive with neon lights, and the food truck area was bustling with activity.


    Around six or seven in the evening, it was peak time, and the ce was jam-packed.


    People of all ages were gathered, sitting around, chatting andughing heartily, enjoying their meals


    without the stiff formalities of high society. It was all about doing whatever felt right.


    Hertha poured Thssa a beer, her voice bubbly and uplifting. "Thssa, forget about men. Aside


    from continuing the family line, they''re not much help to women. We can live just as fabulously on


    our own. Let men be like leaves in the wind."


    Thssa knew Hertha was trying to cheer her up. Even though she hadn''t mentioned a word about


    the news, Thssa knew she had seen it.


    She understood her current turmoil.


    Lifting her beer, Thssa epted Hertha''sfort. "You''re right. I should focus on my career."


    With that, Thssa tilted her head back, downing the beer in one go.


    The bitter taste, mingling with a hint of sharpness, flowed down her throat to her heart, making it


    sting with a sort of numbness.


    The pain in her heart seemed to settle into a calm.


    "Exactly! You''re making waves in the jewelry industry. Stick with it, and who knows? In a few years,


    you could be a world-renowned designer, raking in millions, if not billions! Then, you''ll have your


    pick of men," Hertha said with a grand gesture, full of boldness.


    Thssa smiled, not replying, but reached for the beer bottle to pour herself another.


    The two of them drank merrily, each drowning their sorrows in alcohol.


    Unbeknownst to them, from the moment they started drinking, they had caught someone''s attention.


    After about two hours of drinking, their senses dulled, Hertha and Thssa leaned on each other,


    staggering down the street.