However, as the picked up her purse and got ready to leave, her eyes met another pair <b>that </b>was staring at her dazedly
Berard was <b>sitting </b>on a chaise lounge in the manor’s lobby. He had one hand propped against <b>his </b>temple, and <b>his </b>bluish–grey hair was slightly mutsed. Hit <b>long </b>legs stretched out before
A surprised look flitted through Mnie’s eyes when she met his gaze.
She was still besitating on her next move when she heard Bernard say in a <b>slightly </b>hoarse woice, “Hello, I’m Bernard Ogisa Can we get to know each other?”
Mnie’s eyes widened as she asked guardedly, “Do you know me?”
“No,” Bernard answered as he spun <b>his </b>phone in <b>his </b>hand. “You just look like a scoundrel I
Mnie answered tly, “What an honor
Bernard chudded, but <b>his </b><b>smile </b>did not reach his eyes. As he stroked his chin, he clicked <b>his </b>tongue and asked, “Do you also work at LeapCo?”
Footsteps rang out <b>from </b>behind theer <b>when </b>he finished asking his question.
Simon, Eugene, and two other young men rounded the corner together.
Simon was the <b>first </b>to stop <b>in </b><b>his </b>tracks. A teasing look appeared in his eyes as he gazed at Mnie.
An odd look appeared on Mnie’s face when she saw them. She immediately turned around to walk away.
Bernard called out to her and tapped his phone nonchntly. “Want to exchange numbers?”
<b>His </b>nonchnt attitude made Mnie feel ufortable. She knitted her eyebrows together, a frosty expression appearing on her face.
Before she could say <b>anything</b>, she heard Simon saying, “You move fast, Mnie. Bernard’s <b>only </b>just arrived at Jepton, and you’re already making your way toward him.
“No wonder you were here today.”
He began teasing Bernard as well, “Looks like you’re not particrly picky either, Bernard.”
Bernard answeredzily, “<b>Why </b>should I be picky? We’re all just having fun, aren’t we?”
That answer practically confirmed what he and Mnie had been doing. Simon scoffed as he turned to Eugene and asked pointedly, “Satisfied?”
The look on Eugene’s face did not change, but a glint had appeared in his deep–set eyes.
Momentster<b>, </b>he turned to Simon and asked in a deep voice, “Didn’t you say you wanted to 20 to GT?”
Simon nodded indifferently and turned to Bernard, “Come on, let’s go. My treat since we’re in‘ Jepton now. Go wild.”
Bernard headed off with him, his demeanor equally Indifferent. Mnie and Bugene were the only two people left in the lobby.
Mnie did not look at him, and she began walking away.
However, she had only taken one step forward when she heard Eugene ask, “Can’t you get it together, Mnie Smith?”
Mnie paused. “I returned to pick something up. That’s all.”
Eugene scoffed and strode over to stand beside Mnie, where he used a hand to pinch the back of her neck. His voice was so deep that it was difficult to discern his emotions as he asked, <b>“</b>What a coincidence. You just happened to leave something behind?”
“Mnie,” he called out before pausing momentarily, “Did you really think I’d believe that?” “You can decide if you want to believe me or not,” Mnie said as she swerved and avoided Eugene’s hand.
However, she could smell the alcohol on him when she moved.
Eugene did not enjoy drinking. There were times in the past when he had no choice but to partake in drinking as well, but he rarely had alcohol after that.
Previously, his drinking had resulted in him developing stomach issues, and Mnie had watched over him during his recovery to make sure he quit drinking. He had also cut down on his drinking after that.
The heat of the man’s skin traveled to her neck, causing Mnie to once again duck away from difort. She turned to Eugene and said tly, “You should be the one getting it together now, Eugene Scott.”