Chapter 1

At midnight, my high school’s former 'Banhua' suddenly called me.

“Kira Maxwell, what’s your deal? I’m getting married tomorrow, and everyone else from our class agreed to come. Why are you playing dead in the group chat?”

I work for a highly classified agency, and getting cleared to leave is extremely difficult, so I forced myself to stay awake and politely refused.

“I’m sorry, but my agency doesn’t grant leave for personal events.”

Tiffany Bell’s voice immediately sharpened.

“What kind of trash agency doesn’t give you leave?!”

“Let me tell you, my fiancé is the richest man in the entire state! You can quit your job, but you *will* come. I want every single one of our old classmates to know that all your good grades meant absolutely nothing. I can live off my looks and still beat you a hundred times over!”

“If you don’t show up tomorrow, I’ll tear your house down!”

She hung up without waiting for my reply, then sent me a digital invitation via SnapChat.

When I saw her fiancé’s picture, I froze.

Isn’t this Victor Thorne, the man who only became the richest and most powerful in the state because of the strategic alliance our marriage represented?

My sleepiness vanished instantly. I immediately SnapChatted Tiffany back: “Fine. I’ll be there for your wedding tomorrow, right on time.”