Aurelia noticed her indecent thoughts and quickly returned to her room.


    She sat on the bed and continued to work.


    Meanwhile, in the hotel.


    Millie didn’t want her parents to worry so she used the hotelndline to call them.


    She informed them that she was staying at a friend’s ce.


    The beds in high-ss hotels wererge, soft, and undeniablyfortable.


    Nothing like her single bed at home.


    If it weren’t for the hotel calling to inform her that Kimberly had arranged lunch, she wouldn''t have wanted to leave at all.


    After getting up, she applied a bit of makeup to cover up the red marks on her cheeks and neck.


    Then, she went downstairs in the clothes Kimberly had given her for lunch.


    Steak, red wine, and dessert-each item was so delicious that she was in total awe.


    What bewildered her even more were the prices. Each item cost close to three digits. This was the first time Millie didn’t hate


    Kimberly so much.


    “Millie? You''re still here?”


    Speaking of the devil, Kimberly’s voice came up from behind Millie.


    She turned around and saw Kimberly in a ck studded dress, holding a Chanel purse.


    She looked like a youngdy from a wealthy family.


    More importantly, there was a young man standing beside Kimberly.


    aa


    He was dressed in a navy blue suit, with a branded watch on his wrist and diamond earrings hanging on his earlobe.


    He looked handsome and wealthy.


    Kimberly changed her date again.


    Millie pressed her lips and recalled how she came close to getting vited by a man yesterday. Yet, Kimberly always managed


    to navigate herself through various high-quality men.


    Even Aurelia, who came from a simr upbringing as Millie, managed to snatch a great man.


    It was driving her mad with jealousy.


    Kimberly saw through Millie''s thoughts and smiled. “Millie, you better not don’t misunderstand. This is my friend. There’s no way


    we''d ever be together.”


    With his hands in his pockets, the man shed a dashing smile. “Pah. | don’t like strong women like you anyways. | prefer gentle


    and cute girls, like her. She is much better.”


    As he spoke, he nced at Millie.


    Millie blushed and felt a little shy.


    Although she almost sufferedst night, hearing the man say he preferred her over Kimberly still pleased her.


    Kimberly shoved the man. “You better control yourself. This is my colleague. She is a decent girl.”


    “I''m a decent man, too.” The man pointed at the empty seat. “Do you mind if | sit here, prettydy?


    “Sure.” Millie nodded.


    Once the man sat down, he ced his car key on the table.


    She immediately recognized the logo. It was a Ferrari.


    Kimberly sat down and said to Millie, “I’m sorry. He’s just like this. Why don’t we eat together?


    “Sure.” Millie stole a nce at the man, only to find him looking back.


    After finishing their food, Kimberly stood hastily.


    “| have something else to take care of. Why don’t you help send Millie home? | can’t let a girl go home alone.”


    “Sure. Go ahead.” The man waved his hand, then turned to Millie. “My name is Jackson Morrison.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    “lm Millie Parker.”


    “Since we are friends now, why don’t we exchange numbers?” Jackson took out his phone.


    “|...broke my phone yesterday and didn’t have time to get a new one.”


    “Let''s go, then. I’ll buy you a new one,” he offered.


    “No, no. | can’t ept that.”


    Despite what she said, she was secretly thrilled.


    “| won''t let ady spend her own money when I’m around,” he said and waved the waiter over. “Pack another set of these


    desserts for thisdy here.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    Millie waved her hands. “It’s fine. I''m full now.”


    Jackson leaned back against the chair with a smile. “You seem to like these, so | got you another set. You can have them at


    home. It’s not expensive anyway.”


    Millie fidgeted with her fingers, impressed by how generous wealthy men were. Shortly after, she carried the bag of desserts and


    followed Jackson to his Ferrari.


    everyone around her stared at her, she straightened her back proudly.


    When


    She was oblivious to the fact that Kimberly was watching them inside the hotel.


    With a smirk, she sent a message.


    “Make sure you don’t leave any traces.”


    Areply immediately came back.


    “Don’t worry.”