exchanged. They were questions Ellie couldn't understand.
Then, his voice reached Ellie's ears, which had been tense. His cold and heavy rebuke.
"Why do you look like that?"
As Ellie quickly raised her head, she saw a luxurious suite that took up an entire floor of the five-star hotel. Inside were five well-dressed men and Simon, sitting like a king in the center...
"Vice President..."
His handsome face, looking even more striking in formal attire, coldly faced her direction.
"What? Is she Simon's?"
"Damn... I knew it. You shamelessly take first place again."
"That bastard's not the type to lose in a bet like this."
Strange words reached Ellie's dazed ears.
'A bet...?'
Ellie looked at Simon with trembling eyes. She desperately hoped that the assumption forming in her mind wasn't true.
