"Albert!" Neuron called cheerfully to Albert. I remember him. He was that guy that handed Neuron the shift dress he gave me during our first date. And the white sneakers.
Albert bowed to the Prince. And then Neuron gave him a friendly hug.
"Meet my girlfriend," he introduced me to him.
Albert gave Neuron a questioning look. And Neuron, like he gets what he was trying to ask said, "Ah, she knows."
I know? Maybe about Neuron being a royal?
Neuron then looked at me. "He's Albert. The highest-paid designer in Asia."
My mouth hung open. Such an influential man--
"It's an honor to meet you," I formally greeted.
Albert brushed my formality off by shaking my hand and smiling at me.
"We're here to buy one of your clothes. She's coming with me to the royal banquet."
Albert looked like he was shocked at the news.
"Is it even allowed to bring someone?"
Neuron smirked and countered wittily, "It also never said it wasn't allowed."
