Harmony smirked and said coyly, “Guess.”

“I’m not curious, so why should I guess?” I refused to cooperate.

My response caught Harmony off guard, and she turned cold, “Don’t you want to know about Atlas?”

I scoffed and looked at her with disdain. “Why would I want to know? He's your boyfriend, not mine. At best, Atlas and I are just business partners. Did you fall for someone's tricks again?”

I chuckled and looked at her triumphantly. I might’ve been anxious to know and fall for her tricks if