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Fiona, who had been entranced by Wilson's good looks, finally recalled Eunice. She shot up straight and started looking around. Once she spotted Eunice's familiar figure in the middle of the dance floor, she grumbled with a pout, "She ditched me and went off to have fun by herself!""I'll accompany you for a while then," Wilson said before sliding into the seat next to Fiona. Picking up a bottle of juice, he asked her, "Would you like to have this? It's alcohol-free and affordably priced too. I won't open it if you don't want it."Feeling good about him, Fiona replied, "Sure. I'll drink it. Go ahead and open it. You can open up a more expensive one too. I don't mind."She was good with alcohol in the other world, but she had never consumed alcohol with her own body before, so she dared not go too hard. She asked, "Do you get a commission if I get something alcoholic?""Yeah," Wilson confirmed with a nod. "But it's fine if you don't want to drink any. I can stick to my role as a bou

"Alright. Thanks," Fiona said to the realtor. Her mood improved after spending a bit of money, and she took a cab home after. As she passed by the bar that seemed completely nondescript in daylight, her eyes glittered for a moment.For some reason, she thought of Wilson again.They hadn't exchanged any new messages since their conversation last night. When she was looking through her social media today, she inadvertently found out that he was a promoter at the bar. Promoters usually earned their commission by convincing customers to book tables and order copious amounts of alcohol.Had the care and gentleness he exhibited last night all been for the sake of getting her to spend money?For some reason, Fiona didn't mind that. No matter how much Wilson wanted to make a killing through her, what did that compare to the fortune she now had?In any case, she had also received adequate compensation in the form of emotional value. She didn't mind using her money in exchange for another's

Not quite hearing what Wilson said, Fiona asked, "What?"But Wilson didn't repeat his words.This time, Fiona could sense that she'd had a bit too much to drink. She rested her forehead against her hands, taking some time to feel better. Wilson poured her a glass of cold water to help with the alcohol.Exhaling shallowly, Fiona said, "Let's get Eunice and call it a night. It's very late."It was already past 1:00 am, and Fiona had a meeting with the designer the next day. After getting off work each day, she would spend her evenings contemplating her preferred style of interior design. There were a lot of specific details that could only be communicated clearly if she met with the designer in person, so she needed to hurry up and get enough rest before the meeting.Yet, perhaps due to the impending weekend or for some other reason, they didn't manage to book a cab while they were waiting inside the bar, so Wilson ended up helping Fiona out of the bar to hail one outside instead.

"You thought what?" Wilson asked Fiona.Well, Fiona thought she could use her money to get to him, but she didn't say that out loud, of course. Shaking her head, she replied, "It's nothing."It soon became clear that Wilson excelled in anything he put his mind to. He had already prepared a basic plan for Fiona's place, and following their discussion, he was quickly able to come up with a suitable design proposal.The desserts he selected suited Fiona's palate to perfection as well, and she unwittingly ended up eating her fill. Satisfied with the preliminary plans for her house, she readily took her phone out and asked, "What's the total cost?"Wilson gave a number that even someone who didn't dabble in the field could recognize as being absurdly low. Fiona gasped. "That doesn't sound right. Did you include your design fee in this figure?""Should I be charging my friend when I'm helping her with her house?" Wilson asked as he fixed his captivating eyes on her. "Or are you saying w

After talking to Geraldine, Fiona found out that the entire company had received that email, and it couldn't be traced back to its sender. Thus, the company management had no choice but to quickly try and resolve the matter instead.Geraldine had been the one who confirmed Fiona's permanent position with the company, so she knew there was little veracity to the claims in that email. Nevertheless, she had to ask, "Those things said in the email are all untrue, right?"Exhaling softly, Fiona said glumly, "Not all. I did go drinking at the bar."She did buy a house too, but she chose not to bring that up. At the end of the day, she believed in not flaunting one's wealth.Geraldine looked a little helpless. "That's your personal life. The company has no say in that. All that matters is the rest are all untrue. You can go back to work now. This isn't a big deal. We'll do our best to get to the bottom of things."Fiona nodded and went back to her desk. She figured the sender of the emai