Bab 1138: The Farewell [3]

  "At the risk of sounding impudent. Why have you called on me, mister?"

  "At the risk of sounding impudent?" a mischievous smirk, followed by a tap of the bedroom door, "-your dress, young master," said an attendant. 

  "Thank you," he locked the door, shuffled to the reporter's side, and dropped the dress onto her lap, "-you were getting crushed by the others earlier. Think of it as a favor from a whimsical man."

  "Who are you?" she looked around, "-to afford this room and be bowed to by the staff, you must be very affluent."

  "Oh, my identity is of no issue," he lit a cigarette and sat facing the bright city, "-you're the one who wrote the article and hosted the interview about the love life of Synthia and Romeo, were you not?"

  "Yes," she unbuttoned her outfit, "-the scoop got me a pretty penny."