Troy smiled playfully and said, “If you know what today is, then why are you still messing around with me?”

Emilia got off the bed and touched up her lipstick in front of the mirror. She looked indifferent. “It’s just a formality! I'm just fooling that simpleton—Gael.”

Troy was well-dressed. He walked over and wrapped his arms around her slim waist, leaning down to kiss her fair neck. “When should we meet again?”

In truth, Troy wasn't attracted by Emilia, given her age, appearance, and figure