“Goddess?”

Phoebe almost laughed when she heard that. “Rockefeller brat, soaking in the hot spring has made your mouth so sweet. This means that the hard work to massage the soles of your feet just now is not in vain. Are you trying to say that I’m a goddess in your mind?”

“No!”

Alex shook his head. “What I mean is, you’ll need my help to become a true goddess.”

“What does a true goddess look like? Can I fly in the sky?”

“Yes!” Alex replied.

“I think you’re… are you drunk? But you di