Chapter 95


    Kingsley scratched the back of his head, prevaricating, "Uh, well, he''s a brother of myrade''s,


    and he was just going along with my act."


    His sisters knew that he had been a soldier in the army before this, and in times like these when


    lying was a necessity, he credited his imaginaryrades for his behavior.


    "A brother of yourrade''s?" Serena frowned as she eyed him skeptically. "And what about the


    thirty belts you just splurged on? Pretty sure you just racked up a two-million-something credit card


    bill back there."


    He blinked and stammered, "Oh, um, he... he might be a luxury boutique manager, but he secretly


    sells counterfeit goods on the side. The belts I bought are all fake, and they''re not worth more than


    eight hundred."


    "Fake?!" Serena''s eyes widened. "Are you seriously asking me to hand out these counterfeits to my


    friends from the dojo?


    These are people who have been all over the world, and believe me when I say they can spot a


    counterfeit from a mile away!"


    "Don''t worry about it, Serena. We''re talking about high-quality counterfeits here, and I promise you,


    they won''t be able to tell it apart from the real stuff!" He changed the topic before she could argue


    with him any further on this. "Anyway, would you have killed Noah if I hadn''t held you back just


    now?"


    A cheeky smile tugged on her lips. "Nah, I don''t go around killing people for free, you know." She


    had let the matter drop after Kingsley interjected.


    It wasn''t so much that she let the matter drop as it was that she chose to believe Kingsley like how


    Keene had. She was sure that he would never lie, and that even if he did, it was with good


    intentions.


    "Hey, Kingsley, why don''t youe as my plus-one to the reunion? I figured you haven''t eaten yet,"


    Serena offered.


    He hummed in response as he considered the fact that he truly hadn''t eaten and that he didn''t want


    Noah to stir up trouble for


    his sister, then nodded and he said, "Okay."


    The Paradise Mall was close by the Bayou, which was merely a ten-minute walk away.


    Presently, in Carolina Court, about twenty young men and women were gathered around a long


    banquet table as they chattered among themselves.


    "My, my, Nancy, aren''t you just gorgeous?" Emory said to a woman who looked ordinary at best. "I


    haven''t seen you in years and you show up looking even more stunning than the Two Muses had


    ever looked!"


    Nancy Stewart pped her hand over her mouth and giggled abashedly as she said, "It''s all thanks


    to the expensive beauty treatments I get every now and then. Looking young surees with a


    price, right?"


    Emory chuckled awkwardly at this and his eyes swiveled to the man next to her, then asked, "And


    this handsome gentleman over here must be your fiance, am I right?" "Why, yes." Nancy leaned into


    the man''s embrace and announced happily, "Tyler and I are getting married next month!"


    Upon hearing this, those around the couple did not waste time in offering their blessings.


    "Congrattions!"


    "The both of you are a match made in heaven!"


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    Everyone was well aware of the fact that Tyler was the heir to Spearhead Group and that he had a


    net worth of more than ten million. If they could be so lucky as to get acquainted with him, then they


    were set for the high life.


    Emory''s eyes practically twinkled as he attempted to curry favor with the man. "So, Mr. Jovovich,


    the economy has taken quite the downturn these days, and I just don''t think my current job is paying


    well enough. Do you think you could—"


    He broke off when the door to the private dining room swung open, and in walked Serena and


    Kingsley.


    "One of the Two Muses has made it here! Everyone, please give a warm round of apuse!"


    someone cheered, and the guests in the room pped their hands in good spirit.


    Serena had always been beautiful, and though she had no pedigree like the others here, she was


    still treated like a star back at the dojo. Now that she was here at the reunion, the men who had not


    seen for years were looking at her with interest.


    However, malice shed in Emory''s eyes. He had been so close to making Tyler''s acquaintance,


    which would be of great help to his intelligence-gathering endeavors, but Serena just had toe in


    and ruin things for him. The golden opportunity had slipped right through his fingers!


    Serena led Kingsley to their seats and smiled as she greeted, "Hey, guys. Gosh, I haven''t seen all


    of you in ages."


    She had be the center of attention the moment she walked in. Even Tyler was staring at her


    with his mouth slightly open, dazed by her beauty.


    Next to him, Nancy was seething with rage. She snorted and drawled sarcastically, "Last I heard,


    you went into some nondescriptpany after you left the dojo. Are you even getting paid well?"


    She couldn''t hope topete with Serena when it came to beauty and charm, so her wealth was


    the only thing she could lord over thetter''s head right now.


    Serena merely smirked as she answered, "We work onmission at Orion Tech; there''s no fixed


    remuneration there."


    There was nothing wrong with the way she said it, at least not on the surface, but Kingsley


    understood what she was implying. Orion Tech was probably just a cover for the Mercenary


    Commission she worked for, and the mission'' she was talking about was the bounty that came


    with every assassination she carried out.


    Nancy scoffed and rolled her eyes, then pointed out disdainfully, "I don''t know whatpany that is,


    but it sounds downright crappy.


    She had never liked Serena, not since their childhood days. She hated how Serena had managed


    to win over every boy just because of her pretty face even though she was just a lowly orphan.


    Whenever Serena was around, Nancy would always be


    invisible and cast away to the sidelines.


    She was insanely jealous of Serena, and she wanted to crush the girl by walking all over her. She


    wanted to tell everyone that she was better.


    When Emory saw how stormy Nancy looked, Emory quickly interjected, "Yeah, Serena, what kind of


    a crappany doesn''t even have an established portfolio of its own? I can’t believe you’d bring it


    up without dying of embarrassment!"


    Much like Nancy, the other women at the table were rather hostile toward Serena and her pretty


    face, either. When they heard the taunts and mockery thrown her way, they couldn''t help snickering,


    too.


    Meanwhile, the men, though enamored with Serena''s beauty, were so afraid of getting on Nancy


    and Tyler''s bad side that they decided to join in the mocking as well.


    "You know, maybe Serena is just a pretty face. She certainly isn''t as capable as Nancy."


    "Tell me about it. It''s bad enough that she has a flimsy background, but she just has to ride around


    on her high horse, too. At this rate, she''ll be stuck as a bottom-feeder."


    Nancy was ecstatic to hear everyone standing on her side. She narrowed her eyes at Serena


    imperiously, as though she was looking at some pest, and pointed out venomously, "You might as


    well be a call girl or something if you''re going to spend your life making pittance at some run-


    downpany. Why waste that pretty face of yours when you can get paid well for it, right? At least


    you''ll get to go home and put dinner on the table for your family." Then, she pretended to be


    apologetic as she gasped and put a hand over her mouth. "Oh, I''m sorry. I forgot that you''re an


    orphan and that you have no family to feed. Guess there''s no need for you to moonlight as a


    prostitute, then!" Triumphant giggles followed this scathing insult.