So when Levi explained, I immediately believed him.
One day, he left me late at night, claiming to be on a business trip. But I saw photos of him vacationing with Layla.
After a sleepless night, I finally dozed off.
I slept until the afternoon when a call from Stella woke me up.
She immediately told me to dress up. There was a dinner party in the evening.
I rolled my eyes and said, "Forget it. I don't want to be thrown in the slammer again."
"Come on, last night was an accident." Stella snorted. "I strongly suspect Levi deliberately raided the place."
Exactly. I suspected the same thing.
Stella continued, "Don't worry. Tonight is just a regular welcome dinner. No male models. Levi has no reason to arrest you."
"Whose welcome dinner?"
"You'll know when you get there."
I wasn't interested in seeing old friends. However, under Stella's persistent persuasion, I arrived at a restaurant called Taylor House.
As soon as I walked in, a familiar figure caught my attention.
It was my childhood friend and classmate, Daniel Martin.
What was he doing here?
Daniel was tall and slim, with a refined demeanor. He wore silver-rimmed glasses, giving him an elegant aura from afar.