?


    Tom had cheated on her five years ago, and now that she was in a new rtionship, he was back to annoy her-what a persistent jerk!


    After thinking for a moment, Vrie picked up her phone again and called N.


    "N, are you going to the weing dinner for Tom at his family''s ce tonight?" she asked.


    "I''m not nning to go. Why?" N asked.


    "You probably heard about what happenedst night when I got drunk and mistook Tom for Brandon. I just exined to Brandon, but he was really cold. He''s definitely upset.


    "I want to go talk to Tom and make it clear that I don''t want him bothering me anymore. Can youe with me?" Vrie asked.


    If she went to meet Tom alone, Brandon would probably get even angrier if he found out.


    N sounded surprised. "Why not take Brandon with you? It would be more appropriate."


    "Don''t even mention it! I asked him to join me for the dinner, and he said he has to workte. It''s obviously just an excuse," Vrie replied, sounding a bit defeated.


    N couldn''t help but chuckle. "Vrie, if he''s making excuses, just go to the Sumner Group and find him there."


    "But..." Vrie hesitated. "He probably doesn''t want to see me right now."


    "No way! Have you been out of the dating game for too long? Have you forgotten that both women and men sometimes need a little coaxing? And you were in the wrong this time, so it''s only right that you take the initiative to talk to him," N advised.


    With N''s encouragement, Vrie finally decided to go to the Sumner Group first to find Brandon.


    "Alright, but you have to go to the banquet tonight. I''m definitely going to clear things up with Tom at the dinner," Vrie requested.


    N sighed a little. "Okay, I''ll go with you."


    When N headed downstairs with Damon in the evening, she was surprised to see a seven-seater van waiting for them. "Why the change of cars?" she asked.


    "You won''t have enough time to get your hair and makeup done if we go back and forth. I had the stylist and makeup artiste here to do it while we''re on our way to the dinner. You can change in the car," Damon exined.


    As he spoke, the driver opened the door for them.


    As soon as N got in, a makeup artist sat beside her, and a stylist took a seat behind her, starting to work in an organized manner.


    "Ms. Kinsey, if you''re tired, you can close your eyes and rest. We''ll wake you up when we''re done," they said.


    After a long day of work, N was


    indeed feeling a bit tired. She nodded and closed her eyes. She had only intended to rest for a bit, but she ended up falling asleep.


    When she woke up, she found the car already parked outside the Genge residence.


    The sky had shifted from daylight to night, and the car was dimly lit. Meanwhile, the stylist and makeup artist had left.


    "You''re up? If you''re still tired, you can take another quick nap," Damon said, his deep voice sounding next to N''s ear and causing her to jump.


    She sat up straight, took off the jacket draped over her, and handed it to Damon.


    "Why didn''t you wake me?" she asked.


    Damon turned on the car lights.


    "It''s not that important of a dinner," he said, implying that her rest was more important.


    N checked the time and saw it was already 7:30 p.m. The dinner had started half an hour ago.


    "Let''s go in," she urged.


    "Hold on." Damon stopped her and handed her two bags. "These are your clothes and shoes. I''ll wait for you outside. The windows are tinted, so no one can see inside. Don''t worry."


    Once N took the bags, he opened the door and got out of the car.


    After Damon closed the door, N took out the clothes from the bags.