If it were other ladies who lost their phone, they would have been frantic.

Circe Newman was no ordinary woman. She was incredibly calm when she realized her phone and purse were missing.

Darryl complimented her silently. It was no wonder that she was the Belle of Hexad’s. Her aura of calmness and confidence was unrivaled.

What happened? Did she lose her phone?

The rest were confused. If Circe could not pay, would everyone have to split the bill?

Declan could not put up an act anymore, being slumped on the table the entire time. What was happening? Circe could not pay? If he continued faking being drunk, people were bound to talk. He would have to face the music.

He was reluctant, but he yawned and stood up slowly. He pretended to be surprised. “Oh, I’m so sorry! How did I fall asleep? I’m sure everyone had fun today! I’ll go pay.”

F*ck. It looked like he had to beg his family for the money.

Declan scratched his head. “Guys, this meal costs thirty million. My money is locked i