Chapter 3

An hour later, Luna spoke up with a smile.

"All right, everyone, next up is private sleep-time for my number-one big spender. See the rest of you tomorrow~"

Then I was kicked out of the stream.

And the number one, of course, was Justin.

I had no interest in listening to whatever they said next.

I only forwarded the screenshots I'd just taken to the legal team.

Early the next morning, I went to Fox Group for the routine briefings from the department heads.

When I left, one of my people walked me out.

As we passed a Western restaurant,

I looked at him.

"Come sit with me for a bit."

We had just gone in and taken a two-seat table by the window.

When a familiar figure suddenly walked through the door.

It was Luna.

She sat with a few friends at the best table in the place, all smiles.

"My treat today, everyone. Order whatever you want."

Someone teased her.

"Look at you. That number-one big spender of yours tipping you again?"

"Don't tell me some rich guy's keeping you."

"Hahaha!"

Luna laughed.

"What rich guy. This is all his wife's money."

"He just knocked me up by accident."

"But Justin says when the baby comes, he'll have his wife raise it."

The others immediately gave Luna a thumbs-up.

"Not only are you spending his wife's money, his wife has to raise your kid too."

"You're something else!"

"He must be really good-looking, though."

"Obviously. My number-one big spender, how could he not be?"

Luna gave a little smile.

"You'll get to see him in person soon."

Catching the darkness in my eyes, my man's face filled with anger.

"Ms. Fox, let me go teach them a lesson!"

I held him back and glanced at where we were sitting.

Our table and Luna's were separated by the railing down the middle, and we could only see each other through the gaps.

But if you weren't looking closely, you couldn't see anything at all.

Which suited me perfectly.

I took a sip of red wine.

"No rush."

He was on edge.

"Ms. Fox, back when you led us, you were never—"

I looked up.

Cold light in my eyes, a thin, cold smile.

"Never this soft, right?"

He said nothing.

I went on.

"Then surely you remember. Has anyone who crossed me ever gotten off easy?"

He froze, a trace of alarm crossing his face, and said nothing more.

That was when Justin appeared.

Dressed sharp and expensive.

He walked over to Luna and sat down pressed right against her.

Luna asked,

"Justin, your wife doesn't know you're here, does she?"

Distaste flickered across Justin's face, and he shook his head.

"She went off to work first thing this morning. Said she was going to work hard and surprise me."

"If she didn't make so much money, if it weren't for having her raise our kid, I'd have divorced her already."

The others ribbed him, calling me a gullible fool.

But what they didn't know

was that I'd started recording the moment Justin sat down.

Through the gap in the railing, I got all of it, clear as day.

Especially the part where they egged Luna and Justin into kissing.