Renata was the leader of the group of noble ladies in the luxurious living room. Two more of her friends sat on either side of her. All of them were having a chit-chat, and they were just talking about Noah.

“There’s no way Noah’s getting out.”

“Your husband has finally gotten what he wanted. He has had to serve Noah with a big smile on his face whenever he comes to Hucksburgh. I can’t help but feel frustrated on your behalf whenever I think about it.”

…

Renata would much rather that no one would bring up this humiliating history. Feeling upset, she was about to throw a fit when Gwynn stepped in.

Gwynn was wearing an elegant outfit, a pair of high heels, and jewelry that was worth several million dollars. She had a beautiful assistant by her side and was protected by four bodyguards who were dressed in black.

Now that Noah lost his advantage, Renata didn’t have an ounce of respect for Gwynn, either. Sipping the cocktail, she asked leisurely, “Are you seriously here to play pok