Chapter 514: What a Bizarre Night

In a luxurious apartment in London...

Emma Watson's face was flushed, her heart pounding like a drum as she crept step by step toward the bathroom.

The closer she got, the faster her heart raced, her cheeks burning hotter, her mouth inexplicably dry.

Yang Mi was even more nervous than her—despite being a bit of a troublemaker, she had never gone further than mooching off others or egging boys on to fight for her. Something this daring? Never.

Who was Martin? A world-class superstar, a billionaire, a globally celebrated genius!

And she… was about to see him naked!

Holy crap, this is too much! I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna—

Finally, the two girls, hand in hand, reached the bathroom door.

Emma swallowed hard and glanced back at Yang Mi.

At the same time, Yang Mi gulped, her eyes locked onto Emma's.

Then, in unison, they nodded.

The "prize" was right there—no turning back now. Let's do this!

The bathroom door wasn't closed. The sound of running water echoed inside.

Yang Mi's hesitation vanished, her mind now singularly focused on mischief.

Two small heads peeked around the doorframe, peering inside.

Then, two pairs of wide, beautiful eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Inside the shower, steam swirled around a tall, well-built figure, water cascading over—

Though the details were hazy, the sight alone was enough to shock the two inexperienced girls. Those long legs, those muscles, that everything—

Gulp.

Gulp.

They heard each other swallow at the same time.

"Mimi," Emma whispered, "if we… y'know, went in there right now, do you think Martin would kick us out, or would he… you get me?"

Yang Mi nearly lost control of her bodily functions right then and there. She barely managed to hold it together—mostly.

"Y-you're serious?!" she stammered, barely stopping herself from cursing.

Emma nodded. "Dead serious. Don't you think this is the perfect opportunity? Or… do you not want to?"

Yang Mi wanted to say "I don't," but to her own surprise, the words wouldn't come out.

Luckily, Emma backed down on her own. "Ugh, forget it. He might think I'm easy. I should just confess properly first!"

"Yes! Confess first, confess first!" Yang Mi bobbed her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Just then, the water stopped.

Martin had finished showering. The glass door slid open as he reached for a towel.

The two girls yanked their heads back and scurried away, retreating to the nearby bathroom and leaving the door slightly ajar.

Moments later, they heard footsteps in the living room, followed by the sound of the TV turning on.

Emma bit her lip, then grabbed Yang Mi's hand. "Mimi, let's go out."

Yang Mi hesitated. "Uh, c-can I… not?"

Emma glared. "What, are you planning to live in Martin's bathroom?"

…Good point.

Yang Mi had no comeback.

Emma pushed the door open and put on her best "totally innocent" act. "Huh? Where'd everyone go? They left without me after I went to the bathroom?"

So fake! Yang Mi cringed internally.

Emma continued her terrible performance. "Hey, Martin! Did they all leave already?"

Martin, playing along, turned with mock surprise. "Yeah, they left a while ago. You two are still here?"

"Ah—" Emma forced a laugh. "Mimi and I just went to the bathroom, and when we came out, everyone was gone! Heh…"

"Could you at least try to make that sound convincing?!" Yang Mi screamed internally, cursing Emma's terrible lying skills.

Martin smirked. "Really? How long were you in there?"

Emma faltered. "Uh—stomachache! Took a while!"

Martin's grin widened. "Stomachache? So… business?"

Emma nodded frantically. Yang Mi, meanwhile, looked like she wanted to bury her face in her chest—if only it were big enough.

"Both of you? At the same time?" Martin raised an eyebrow.

"We—uh—took turns! Yeah! Besties do that, right? Totally normal!"

Emma's desperate excuse had Martin stifling laughter, while Yang Mi wished the floor would swallow her whole.

Then, suddenly, Emma straightened up, her expression serious. "Fine, I'll be honest. We stayed because… Mimi has something to tell you. Right, Mimi?"

With that, she shoved Yang Mi forward.

"Ah—!" Yang Mi yelped.

"Mimi?" Martin's eyes sparkled with amusement. "What did you want to say?"

Yang Mi realized—Emma's little game was completely transparent. Martin was just toying with them.

So she blurted out: "Martin, Emma wants to confess her feelings for you!"

"Ah—!" Emma gasped.

Martin turned to her. "Oh? Is that true, Emma?"

For a second, Emma wanted to bolt. But the emotions she'd bottled up for so long forced the truth out.

"Yes, Martin. I… I like you. No—I love you!"

A surge of intense desire flooded into Martin, instantly converting into magical energy.

Damn, she's really got it bad.

Having finally confessed, Emma felt a weight lift off her chest—only to immediately glare at Yang Mi. "Martin, Mimi wants to confess too! She's just shy!"

"Oh?"

Martin's gaze shifted. Yang Mi's face burned, her cheeks so hot it felt like her blood was boiling.

She wanted to deny it—but why should Emma get to be Martin's girlfriend when they'd both snuck in to peek at him?

And this was Martin!

Suddenly, her earlier complaints about "Martin having too many girlfriends" didn't seem to matter anymore.

But actually saying the words out loud? The innate shyness of her upbringing left her stammering.

Martin chuckled, his blue eyes locked onto hers. In flawless Mandarin, he murmured:

"Sometimes silence speaks louder than words. If you don't say no… I'll take that as a yes."

Yang Mi's eyes shimmered, but she stayed quiet.

Martin understood. He stood, gently pulling both girls into his arms.

Then, his fingers began to dance—playing Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata on an entirely different kind of instrument.

In the crew's dormitory...

"Hey, Daniel, I just thought of something," Rupert said.

"What?" Daniel, half-asleep, sounded annoyed.

"Emma and Mimi… didn't come back with us, did they?"

"Ugh, is that all? Maybe they caught another ride. Or took a taxi."

"Yeah. It's not like they stayed at Martin's place to… y'know, sleep over."

"Heh. Heh heh."

The two shared a knowing laugh.