Luna stared at Samson, who was talking her ear off, and could not help chuckling. "You do know a lot, Samson.”
Samson rolled his eyes at her. "Of course I do. My family is also one of the wealthiest and most influential families abroad alongside the Landrys and the Quinns, so how can I not know about gossip like this?"
With that, he pouted and said, "I can tell you're not interested in gossip like this at all, so I won't bother you any longer. It's almost time to get off work, anyway. You should go home and rest tonight. I'm still waiting for you to give me suggestions for my proposal tomorrow, so don't you dare be as absentminded as you were today!”
Luna curled her lips into a smile. "Alright."
It was already time to get off work.
The employees in the design department were already packing their bags to leave.
Luna remained seated alone in her office, her mind blank.
As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of the receipt she had found on Joshua’s computer just now appeared in her mind, along with the note that read, [ Payment],
Every time her mind cleared, she would recall Bonnie telling her that Jason had left on Joshua’s private plane.
Luna felt as though she would go insane at any moment.
She took out her phone and called Bonnie. "I want to drink."
Bonnie remained silent for a moment, then asked," Are you...sure?"
Bonnie knew better than anyone just how bad of a drinker Luna was. When Luna got drunk, she was often so wasted that she could not function.
"Of course." Luna let out a bitter chuckle. "I'm feeling a little frustrated."
Having heard this, Bonnie had no reason to refuse." Alright then, I’ll invite Anne as well."
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