Inside the private room on the nineteenth floor of "Imperial Scenery International," glasses clinked and smoke swirled in the air. Several pairs of men and women were singing love songs to each other. As soon as Luna Green pushed the door open, she was greeted with a big bear hug from Irene Clarke.

"My darling, you're finally here! You nearly had me waiting half to death!"

"Where is he?" Luna asked softly, darting her gaze around the room like a spy.

"Shh..." Irene leaned on her shoulder, whispering in her ear, "He's in the bathroom. He'll be here soon, but I can't wait any longer! Guess what this is?"

She waved a small piece of paper in front of Luna's eyes. "I've written all the cheat notes. If we forget anything later, we can use this. Come on!"

Before Luna could react, Irene pulled her out of the room, around two corners in the corridor, and they ended up waiting in front of the bathroom door.

Two prominent words were displayed ahead of them: ‘Men's Restroom.’ Confessing in front of the restroom? Only Irene could think of something like that.

A minute later, the restroom door finally clicked open. Luna's heart tightened. Before she could see who was coming out, Irene stepped forward like a girl who had just begun to understand love and couldn’t wait to say, "Ethan Ross! I have something I want to tell you!"

Ethan Ross?!

As Irene's words reached Luna's ears, it hit her like a ton of bricks. She quickly straightened up from where she had been leaning against the wall. Did she hear that wrong?

The man Irene liked was named Ethan?

Shivers ran down Luna's spine. The hand holding her bag tightened incrementally, and her beautiful green eyes reflected disbelief. Could there really be such a coincidence in the world? Or could it be…

Was this Ethan indeed the same person she knew?

Before Luna could fully gather her thoughts, a cold voice came from beside her, “Yes?”

This was clearly a confirmation for Luna.