Ivy's heart raced, her mind scrambling. What could be worse than what Giselle did to make Aurora so upset?
"You undressed a dignified man. You tore his shirt apart."
Giselle blinked in disbelief, her mind struggling to process what Aurora had just said. Ivy, on the other hand, recalled flashes of the evening, most notably the image of well-built abs and winced in horror.
After hearing the full story, Ivy exchanged a knowing glance with Giselle, both of them suddenly aware of the sheer embarrassment they'd put the poor girl through. "Sorry, Moonray, we're really sorry! Don't abandon us," they said in unison, pulling her into a hug.
Aurora paused, considering how tempting it was to ditch the chaos and enjoy a peaceful life, especially after that wild New Year's Eve. With a deep sigh, she glanced at the two clinging girls, then broke into a smile as they giggled, their playful energy infectious.
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Giselle Dawnmist was visiting her client's office with her team to secure one of the great deals. They couldn't help but marvel at how much larger the office was compared to theirs. As she collected the temporary pass at the entrance, a man leaned casually against the doorframe. Well-dressed in a sharp suit that accentuated his muscular frame, he had tousled hair and a playful smirk. His confident yet approachable demeanor blended strength with charm as he greeted her, "Hi, Miss Feisty."