Megan quickly dialed Eden''s number, seeing Eden as just another naive pawn, easy to manipte. True to form, once Eden heard what Megan had done, she generously wired over a million dors without hesitation.


    "Megan, you''re something else! This million is your reward. When we confirm ra is out of the way, I''ll send another million. This stays between us, got it?"


    As Megan nced at the banking notification, a smirk formed on her lips. What Eden scorned was exactly what Megan was desperate for-money. She needed it to invest in herself, to be more stunning, more perfect, to catch that man''s attention. Megan was well aware of Eden''s disdain for her, but she had little respect for Eden either. To her, Eden was just an ATM.


    Despite her thoughts, she spoke softly, reassuring Eden. "Don''t worry, Ms. Eden. I''ve got a n."


    Megan wanted those high-society heiresses to dance to her tune like puppets. She had spent three years working at Moonlight, where the backstabbing was way worse than anything outside. At first, the other women dumped the most obnoxious clients on her, or assigned her the dirtiest, toughest tasks. Moonlight was a tiny world of the elite, and women like her were at the very bottom.


    She had learned the ropes the hard way, enduring a lot from difficult clients but she survived. If she coulde out on top there, dealing with these fools was a breeze. Effortless.


    After hanging up, another call came through. It was from the group that had taken ra, asking for the next move. Megan casually sat down, grabbing a piece of fruit. She didn''t just want ra gone; she wanted her reputation destroyed.


    ra had a mysterious boyfriend, right? That was the perfect angle. If Dn thought ra was unfaithful, and everyone in the Capital believed she was promiscuous, she''d have a hard time marrying anyone respectable.


    With a chuckle, she instructed over the phone, "Take her to the spot we discussed."


    The man on the other end got the message and obediently followed orders. Meanwhile, ra sat in the car, clueless about where they were taking her. Her phone had been confiscated, so she could only wait and see.


    In the meantime, a scandal started brewing in the Capital''s social circles-rumor had it ra''s mysterious boyfriend was actually a male model from the night scene. In that world, those who sold their bodies were at the bottom of the


    socialdder, no matter their gender. Male models wooing rich women, beauties trying to marry up; if


    anyone managed to marry into a wealthy family, it was gossip gold.


    No self-respecting debutante would ever link herself to a male model. It was unclear how the rumor began but within an hour, it was all anyone could talk about. No wonder ra never introduced her boyfriend-it turned out he was a male model.


    "Some male models are really good at seducing people, even more than women," someone remarked.


    "No matter how charming, they''re still selling themselves. Who wants that? I think ra was just heartbroken by Mr. Simon and found a male model forfort."


    "You never know, male models can be dangerously persuasive."


    The room was filled withughter, all at the expense of ra''s rumored male model. Only Simon, sitting nearby, stayed quiet. After taking a phone call, he got up and left.


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