The moment Benjamin left the rooftop, Uzza came there and asked Rye nervously, “What did he say?”

“You were probably eavesdropping, so why are you still asking such a question?” Rye asked her back.

“Haaah…” Uzza exhaled audibly. “I told him I wouldn’t meddle in his affairs, and I broke my word. I want to correct my mistakes, too, if possible.”

“Don’t do anything stupid, alright. Rebecca doesn’t deserve Benjamin. Let’s wait a few more weeks, and then we’ll go back to Sciocidad. All of us.”

Uzza sighed. “I must give credit where credit is due. Most of the women will not bother to be with a poor man, much less marry him. But Rebecca married Benjamin when he was working as a pizza delivery guy, so she’s better in that regard.”

“She married him out of spite, not out of love,” Rebecca retorted.

“Still, she married a poor guy. That’s not something just anyone would do. Most women I see fall for guys who lie they’re rich and what not just like how women are falling for women with makeup, wigs