Chapter 2

I was just arriving home when a message popped up asking me to deliver documents to the Sovereign Club.

Without hesitation, I turned around and ordered a rideshare through my company’s expense app.

Adult evenings rarely belong to oneself.

When not dedicated to love, they’re mostly consumed by unpleasant work obligations.

Stepping out into the biting wind, I looked around.

I’d heard of the Sovereign Club – a place frequented by the extraordinary.

My boss could only access this hidden courtyard mansion thanks to connections with their executives.

Through the vermillion doors, flanked by suited attendants, I stated my purpose and was respectfully guided inside.

As expected, after delivering the documents, I put on my practiced smile and graciously made the rounds

with drinks.

Usually, document delivery doesn’t require my personal attention.

But these business dinners always need a pretty face for decoration.

“Mr. Sullivan, this is Emma from our tech department. She’ll explain everything – true professional!*

When our business partner’s fingers brushed my hand, I lowered my glass and discreetly pulled away.

Often, I couldn’t outright refuse, even if it meant enduring certain gazes.

After several drinks, I excused myself for fresh air.

a corridor, a door stood ajar, its brass handle gleaming coldly, ornate carvings on the frame flickering

glanced briefly, about to look away, when a voice carried from

hilarious – Emma thinks Alex won’t marry her because he’s

give her credit

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her savings just $195,460 for a down payment on what she thinks

That barely buys

moving

what’s with your shabby clothes? We’ve all

jacket, $50 pants from Amazon, and the Balenciaga Triple S sneakers I’d tracked down

myself, nothing I wore cost over $200.

must have misheard, I reached for my phone to make a call.

I saw someone inside lean forward to open a bottle on the

full profile

fingers clutched my clothes until my

stared at the scene before me, wanting to speak but finding my throat frozen by the

speaking: “I have my reasons. Stay out

what ‘reasons‘ take five years? Wasn’t this just supposed to

for Cinderella?”

paused while lighting a cigarette, then he smirked: “What are you talking about?”

care for her, you can’t possibly marry her. My advice? End it now,

someone

him a lazy look, “you talk

“You barely talk, but next time you make me download Temu at midnight

young man raised his hand politely: “Actually, I

maxed out!”

ignored him as Harrison continued: “When

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