Essie waved her hand again. Although Zac was unpredictable, he was certainly not a bad person.
When it came to sex, they benefited from each other. But when it came to money... "He gave his credit
card to me. Only I can rob him. He can't rob me," Essie said with a smile.
"What?" Mandy and Eva exclaimed at the same time.
"You are just roommates. Why did he give you his credit card?" Mandy frowned.
"It looks like he is interested in our Essie," Eva said with a laugh.
Essie hastily waved her hand and said, "You've got the wrong idea. When we dine in the same
restaurant, we pay fifty-fifty. But since I'm buying all the food from the market now, of course he has to
pay me. Also, his card's monthly limit is only 3,000, so he won't lose much even if I use all of it up."
"It's awesome that he gave you the card! There is no other handsome guy like him! Just let him be your
boyfriend." Eva snickered.
Mandy rolled her eyes at Essie, feeling very depressed. He was her prince charming. Should she be
clear about who she was? She took the cup of lemon tea from the table, but just as she was about to
take a sip, she decided to put it back down. 'Forget it. Don't drink any more. The more you drink, the
worse you will feel,' she thought to herself.
"Essie, show us the card."
Mandy tried her best to wear a smile on her face. A bank card could reveal a person's identity. If it
turned out just a common card, she wouldn't struggle with it too much. She could just let Essie have the
card and let her have him. If the man did not have much money, then just like a laptop with limited
memory, he would not improve even when installed an advanced software like her.
"What's so good about a card? You have your own," Essie said hesitantly.
"That is my dream guy's card!" Mandy grabbed Essie's arm and started shaking it. It was obvious that
she was not going to stop until she got what she wanted. Essie sighed and took Zac's credit card from
the room.
Mandy took the card and looked at it carefully. The surface of the card was silver and black, and in the
middle of it was a low-key, simple, and unique character. Just as she was about to turn over the card,
Eva snatched it away. "Wow, this card is so unique. Can you get your name carved on a card? Is that a
symbol of his last name? Where can I get one? I want to get one too!"
"You can look at it as custom tailoring. It must be commemorative edition. The character on it means
prosperity and joy. It's a just a coincidence," Essie said, pouting. That guy was so lucky. How come she
wasn't lucky?
Mandy's eyes flashed. Other people wouldn't have a clue, but she knew better. Her father was the
senior manager of a bank, and she was absolutely sure that this was not just an ordinary card, and the
person who owned this card was not an ordinary person as well. She already knew that her prince was
not some mediocre man, but... She looked at Essie with a mysterious glimmer in her eyes. "If you are
not interested in him, I will make a move," she said deliberately.
"It's really none of my business even if you kill him or something," Essie replied directly with a
lighthearted smile.
Mandy smiled with relief. She was just thinking too much. Essie had always been in a daze since she
was a child. She was not a very smart person. In fact, if she was trafficked, she would probably help
the kidnapper.
She did not know how to lie at all.
It was already evening when Zac came back. Essie had just finished having barbecue with her friends
and had also just arrived home. She was just lying on the sofa while comfortably watching some TV.
Zac took a cold shower and sat beside her. His trousers were slightly open, and Essie couldn't stop
herself from peeping at him. She took a deep breath and her nose was filled with the light fragrance of
his body wash and his seductive hormones.
All of a sudden, her face turned hot and her heartbeat got faster.
'Oh my God! Are you out of your mind?' she thought to herself.
She grabbed the juice on the table and took another deep breath to get herself back to normal.
Then, at that moment, a hand reached out to her and gently touched her face. "What's wrong? Why is
your face so red?"
Essie stopped breathing for a second.
'He has eyes as sharp as an eagle's, and nothing can get past him!' Essie thought.
"I had barbecue this afternoon. Maybe I am sick," she stuttered.
"Do you need my help?" He put his hand on the back of the sofa and continued getting closer to her.
Frightened, she hurriedly moved to the other side of the sofa. Then, she took his hand and said, "Don't
even think about it!"
"What did I think?" His dark eyes flickered in the light with a bewitching look.
"Nothing but filthy thoughts." Essie looked away, trying to avoid getting eye-contact with him. With a
cold and mischievous smile playing at the corners of his mouth, he slowly stood up from the sofa.
'What are you doing, lecher?' Essie wondered.
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