When they got to the front desk, the receptionist looked at Reynolds and Monty suspiciously. What about Lennie's girlfriend? Reynolds caught his eye and asked, "What's up?"

"No, mind your step." The receptionist didn't want to be nosy, so he shook his head politely and sent them off.

Not far away, Nia's resentful gaze followed Reynolds until he disappeared from the doorway.

"Miss, may I take your order?" Nia didn't regain her senses until an attendant's polite voice rang out.

"No, thank you." Nia shook her head and staggered to the door.

"If you don't have money, what are you doing here..." Just taking a few steps, Nia could hear the whisper of the attendant behind her back. Her body trembled, and she was overwhelmed by the humiliation of being underestimated. She lowered her head in shame and left the restaurant in a hurry.

Nia couldn't afford to have dinner in this restaurant, and because of it, she felt even more resentful.

She can't remember how she got home. She curled up on the couch, thinking about what Lucia had said, and what Reynolds had said. She felt like the whole world was lying to her.

What should she do in the future?

Looking down, she was crying and heartbroken.

In the recent past, Arthur had been busy with his work. He was already a workaholic and devoted all his time and energy to his work. He left home early and came back late. Juliana was worried, but..she had no way of consoling her friend.

Juliana heard about what happened that night from Kane, and was getting confused about what Lucia was doing. Did she really betray Arthur?

That day, all the men in the family went out to work, and Juliana was alone with the baby. Because of Lucia, she was worried about Arthur, so even though the new house had been renovated, she still hadn't moved out. The desire to live with Kane's son had been put on hold.

In the afternoon, the doorbell of the villa rang. Juliana was with her baby, so she asked Peter to open the door.

After a while, Peter led a pretty and well-dressed woman in.

"Miss Juliana, the lady said she's looking for Arthur," said Peter, leading the woman into the living room.

Juliana looked at her curiously and woman looked back at her with a smile.

"And you are?"

The woman reached out to Juliana, smiled, and said, "Hi, I'm Lola, Arthur's classmate from uni."

It turned out that the woman was Arthur's classmate Lola.

But that was not what Juliana cared about. She frowned and muttered unhappily, "Arthur?"

Lola, who was a criminal psychologist herself, knew from Juliana's reaction that she didn't like the way she called Arthur's name.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but Arthur's phone couldn't get through. I followed the address he gave me before. I happen to be on a vacation, so I came by to tell him the result of the investigation he asked me to do last time." owns this text.

"What did he want you to find out?" Juliana asked immediately.

Lola smiled but didn't answer. "May I sit down?" She asked

Peter had just come over with two cups of hot milk tea. Lola smelled the tea and smiled. "Sorry, I don't drink milk tea. Can I have an iced coffee instead?"

Peter was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he was not used to Lola's directness, but he agreed and put down Juliana's milk tea to get Lola an iced coffee.

Lola sat down on the sofa without waiting for Juliana to answer.

Juliana's rejection had become a reality, and Lola felt no need to cotton up.

Her eyes were fixed on Lola's movements. Juliana subconsciously didn't like the woman in front of her. She looked pretty and harmless on the outside, but her eyes always seemed to have something hidden in them, making people unable to help but be on guard.

"You must be the childhood sweetheart Arthur mentioned. Is this your baby?" Lola asked with a smile.

"Well, I'm Juliana," said Juliana as she sat down. "What exactly did Arthur ask you to look into for him?"

"I'm sorry. He's the only one whom I can tell. It's not up to me," Lola replied politely.

"Arthur and I are like brother and sister. You could just tell me," said Juliana unhappily.

Lola smiled but didn't say anything. Her refusal was hidden in her gentle smile. Juliana frowned and picked up her cell phone to call Arthur.

Seeing Juliana's intention, Lola warned, "Arthur's cell phone is disconnected."

"He has two phones," Juliana said to Lola, then dialed Arthur's private number, making it clear that Lola wasn't close enough to him to know his private number.

Sometime, the animosity was so unreasonable.

Lola smiled as Juliana made the call, thinking to herself that she, too, needed to know the number.

Arthur returned from work less than half an hour after Juliana called him. He didn't expect Lola to come home and tell him herself.

As soon as Arthur entered the house, before Juliana could speak, she saw Lola running towards Arthur like a gust of wind. She gave him a big hug and kissed him on the cheek, "Arthur, you didn't think I'd come, did you?"

"Indeed, it was a surprise." Kissing was very common abroad, so Arthur didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, Juliana, who was in the living room, frowned when she saw the scene. Juliana grew up in USA, too, but she couldn't stand the way Lola looked as if she knew Arthur well.

"I couldn't get through to you," Lola complained as they walked back into the living room.

"Sorry, I don't pay much attention to my phone when I'm working," Arthur said apologetically.

"But Miss Juliana can get through to you," said Lola doubtfully.

"That's my other number," Arthur replied with a smile. "It's full of close friends and family, so I'll notice."

"We're not close friends?" Lola said to Arthur with a mischievous wink.

"Of course we are," Arthur said gently. "Take this number down, 199..."

So, Lola got Arthur's private number, smiled, and knew Juliana must be angry.

A moment ago, was Juliana hinting that Lola wasn't qualified to know Arthur's personal number?

Now she knew.

Juliana was really angry now. The woman in front of her was scheming and just came to display her power!