"Is there anything else you want?" The manager asked with a panicked look in his eyes. He wondered what Daisy was thinking right now. Fear made him take a step back.

  "I'm interested in the beautiful woman behind you," Daisy said, standing up. She had already changed out of her uniform into the casual clothes that she kept in the car before she walked in. Because she didn't think it was appropriate to wear it. She wasn't here on army business.

  As soon as Daisy finished her words, all the people in that room stared up at her incredulously, wondering if she was planning to seal the deal with the women who hooked up with Edward. Did she swing that way? Was she serious? After all, Edward had a lot of history with the women there.

  "Lady, you're kidding, right?" The manager replied, moving his lips. He doubted that the woman standing in front of him was a lesbian. He had been in this business a long time and he had dealt with a lot of lesbians. But Daisy looked so cold and dignified, delicate yet strong. She was not a lesbian, he figured.

  "No, I'm not kidding. She's the one I want. The other girls can go now." And one girl, one who had heavy makeup and looked quite lovely in spite of that tilted her head and said,"It's you! Daisy!" The girl's expression darkened, her voice heavy with astonishment. She never imagined she'd meet Daisy here, of all places. It really made her feel ashamed.

  "I know, right? So how did you end up here? I would never have guessed." No one there knew the girl with heavy make-up was Mary. It was obvious these two knew each other.

  "If you want to insult me, sorry! I'm not in the mood," Mary said and looked around. Her eyes fell on Edward, and that was when her spirits fell as well. She couldn't have him before, and she couldn't have him now. That was painfully obvious to her, finally.

  "Oh? You don't like being trash-talked? Then why did you think I would?" Daisy said. She didn't mean to embarrass Mary or laugh at her. She just felt bad seeing Mary standing in front of her like this. Daisy had a soft heart, and didn't enjoy gloating. Mary was now a common whore, and it wasn't something to laugh about. It was sad.

  "Are you here to lord it over me? Sorry, I'm too busy for that," Mary said. She

  ll have a long way to go to be one of them." Leena apologized, biting her lower lip slightly.

  "It's fine. I get it," Kevin said, playing with Leena's hair. Actually, based on his observation, every single person in that room was enjoying their own significant others, so they didn't care about him. But everyone in that room was also offering him a drink. As long as they were buying, he'd be drinking. Most likely they just wanted to get him drunk so he'd make a fool of himself and they could laugh.

  "But you have stomach issues. Now everyone plies you with booze," Leena said resentfully, pouting.

  "What? You are worried about me?" Kevin said with an evil smile. Obviously, he was drunk.

  "Yes! So, stop drinking," Leena replied, frowning. If he didn't watch what he ate, they couldn't figure out whether his tummy issues would be getting better or worse.

  "Don't worry! I didn't drink too much. It wouldn't be harmful to me," Kevin said, patting Leena's shoulder to console her. He felt a little dizzy, but not drunk.

  "You should care about your health!" Leena said. At that moment, she wasn't a carefree princess but a responsible wife who was worried about her husband. It turned out she could readily move between the two roles.

  This time, the party didn't spill over into the wee hours like usually happened when they got together. Still, it was around one o'clock in the morning. It was warm in the club, but outside it was frozen. Leena gathered her coat around her and shivered.