Vanessa and Melody, looking at Fiona and Yanna smiling at each other, thinking that these two women seem to be engaging in a mind game.
Yanna once again approached Melody to inquire about Oliver's intentions regarding the separation of Clarence and Vanessa. At first, Melody hesitated, taking a moment to contemplate her response. She had developed a mistrust towards Yanna based on their limited interactions but understood the importance of not hastily judging her without truly knowing her.
After taking a deep breath, Melody made the decision to answer truthfully, prioritizing their safety over her personal feelings towards Yanna. With a hint of reluctance, she proceeded to explain everything she knew about Oliver's plan to separate "Clarence" from Vanessa.
Curiously, Yanna asked Melody, "So, he wants to use this party to be with Vanessa? What about you?"
Confused by the question, Melody replied, "Me? What do you mean?"
"Oh, nothing," Yanna responded casually. "I thought you liked him."
Fiona chimed in, observing Vanessa's reaction with interest, "Yeah, aren't you two dating? Many people know about it."
Melody felt the need to clarify the situation, saying, "I'm indebted to him, so when he asked me out, I agreed. I don't know anything about him having a fiancee or a girlfriend." She then glanced at Vanessa for confirmation.
Vanessa asserted, "I don't like him, there's no engagement, and I am not his fiancee or girlfriend. So if you like him, he's all yours."
Yanna, wanting to find a way to inform these women about Oliver's true nature so that they don't become victims, was faced with the challenge of not being able to directly reveal how she knew.
She turned her attention to strategizing as she twirled her wine, gazing at the stars outside. Yanna didn't expect to feel such concern for others in this life.
Before, she didn't care because she believed people only approached her out of self-interest. However, now that she had nothing and still received kindness from certain individuals, despite her low standing in society, her perspective had shifted.
Fiona looks at Yanna, who is gazing outside, lost in deep thought. Fiona admires Yanna's eyes and confidence, seeing beyond the negativity that others may have seen in her.
Vanessa and Melody also notice Yanna's silence and follow her gaze, realizing that she is lost in contemplation of the scenery outside.
"The scenery from here is so beautiful," Yanna remarks as she stands up and walks towards the glass wall.
"It's been a while since I've had the chance to admire such a view. How relaxing it is to simply observe everything from this vantage point," she continues.
"Well, yes. If you possess power, you can do just that—watch as others do the work for you," Vanessa agrees.
"Indeed," Fiona adds in agreement.
Melody feels a bit bewildered as she listens to their conversation. Just moments ago, they were discussing Oliver, and now it seems as though they have shifted their focus to relaxation.
"How about a toast for the four of us? It's been a while since I had some company to talk to. If Vanessa weren't so distant, I wouldn't feel so lonely. How pitiful," Fiona says dramatically.
Yanna laughs at Fiona's theatrics and joins them. She feels comfortable and content having people around, realizing that she actually enjoys moments like these.
Yanna walks towards the drinks and notices a set for mixing cocktails.
"Vanessa isn't really cold; she may appear indifferent, but she's just being cautious," Yanna says with a smile as she moves about.
Fiona allows Yanna to do as she pleases while watching her select various drinks. She smiles and listens intently to Yanna's words.
"Really? Cautious about what?" Fiona asks.
Vanessa and Melody pay close attention as they observe Yanna expertly concocting the drinks.
"Because her smile is so captivating that one might become infatuated. Isn't she nice?," Yanna replies.
"tsk. Sweet talker," Melody commented.
"You're drunk," Vanessa said as she drank her wine, trying to suppress her smile.
Fiona laughed and then teased Yanna.
"Is she more beautiful than me?" Fiona asked.
Yanna finished the drinks and served them as she answered.
"Yes, but don't feel down. Your beauty is just the opposite of Vanessa's. You're charming and very attractive. It's like you have a magnetic presence that draws people towards you, even if it's sinful. On the other hand, Vanessa attracts and captivates attention, but people can't get close to her. They can only admire and crave her attention. As for Melody, she exudes a delicate and elegant beauty that effortlessly charms, captivates, and even awakens the protective instinct in others. But seriously, guys, don't you think I'm more beautiful?"
"You're good with words, Ms. Yanna, but also a bit narcissistic," Melody commented again as she tasted the mojito made by Yanna.
"Please, just call me Yanna."
"Your interpretation of our beauty is quite unique, but it fits," Fiona praised.
"Every woman has her own beauty, and if you're smart, you can actually use it as a weapon," Yanna said.
"Then have you thought about how to deal with Oliver? We can't stay here much longer," Vanessa asked.
"Yes, Ms. Melody, how about we make a deal?"
"Melody is fine. What kind of deal?" she asked.
"Ladies, I need to talk to Melody alone. Excuse us first," Yanna invited Melody to the dressing room.
Reluctantly, Vanessa agreed, and Fiona, who was always curious, followed along but was stopped again by Vanessa.
Once Yanna and Melody were inside, Yanna became serious.
"Melody, I don't know your relationship with Oliver, but I assume he provides you with something you like," Yanna began.
"I don't have any relationship with him. He is just my benefactor," Melody explained.
"That's good then. Do you still want to follow him?" Yanna inquired.
"I don't know, but... I need his help," Melody replied.
Yanna contemplated how to sway Melody to her side with her thoughts.
"I can assist you as well," she proposed.
Curious, Melody inquired, "What exactly can you do to help? From my perspective, we both find ourselves in similar circumstances. You have Vanessa by your side while I have Oliver."
Yanna retorted, "We are different. I am not reliant on Vanessa or anyone else. I work independently. On the other hand, you mentioned that Oliver is your benefactor and that you depend on him. But why? Did he save you from an accident or lend you a helping hand when you were in need?"
Melody promptly responded, "Yes."
Impressed, Yanna remarked, "I can see that you are intelligent, Melody. So think about it, when did you first meet Oliver? And when did misfortune befall you, to the point where he happened to be the only person who could assist you?"
In disbelief, Melody questioned, "Are you suggesting that it was all orchestrated?"
Yanna explained, "Once or twice can be considered coincidence, but if it happens repetitively, it becomes suspicious."
Defensively, Melody denied, "I don't have anything that he can take advantage of. I am not wealthy or well-educated."
Yanna approached Melody, staring intently at her. Melody could feel Yanna's breath as they drew closer, and she sensed her own heartbeat racing. She desired to look away, but she refused to admit defeat.
"You forget, Melody, that you possess a beauty that can attract, charm, and awaken someone's protective instincts. Oliver, being smart, knows how to exploit it. Think about what he has asked you to do. His last request was for you to capture my attention. If I were a malicious person, you would be forced to spend the night with me," Yanna explained calmly.
Melody shouted in disbelief, "That's nonsense!" As the seriousness of the situation sank in, she pushed Yanna, but remained silent afterward.
Yanna continued, "Why do you think he hasn't contacted you? If he genuinely cared for your well-being, he would have reached out by now. Furthermore, why did he ask you instead of someone else?"
Melody stuttered, "He... he might be... no, no."
Yanna gently stated, "It's because he noticed that I had been observing you, that our eyes had met. If you were able to successfully separate me from Vanessa, have you considered what might happen to her?"
"He... he wouldn't do anything. He's not that bad," Melody uttered, her voice wavering.
"Then let's make a deal: cooperate with us. If he doesn't take any action, you can disclose everything you know to him. On the other hand, if I am correct, keep it a secret. We can also establish a cooperative agreement, which means you don't have to distance yourself from him. You can continue behaving as you normally would, with the only difference being that you will inform me of his next moves. In return, I will provide you with any assistance you may need. If there comes a time when you require my help, simply give me a call."
"Do you want me to spy on him on your behalf?"
"Yes, you might be wondering why, but you will find out later if you agree."
Melody pondered the proposition and nodded. The idea of being with Oliver, benefiting from their arrangement, and simultaneously obtaining information appealed to her. If Yanna's claims were indeed true, she wouldn't feel guilty about it.
The two exchanged contacts before going out.
Vanessa and Melody, looking at Fiona and Yanna smiling at each other, thinking that these two women seem to be engaging in a mind game.
Yanna once again approached Melody to inquire about Oliver's intentions regarding the separation of Clarence and Vanessa. At first, Melody hesitated, taking a moment to contemplate her response. She had developed a mistrust towards Yanna based on their limited interactions but understood the importance of not hastily judging her without truly knowing her.
After taking a deep breath, Melody made the decision to answer truthfully, prioritizing their safety over her personal feelings towards Yanna. With a hint of reluctance, she proceeded to explain everything she knew about Oliver's plan to separate "Clarence" from Vanessa.
Curiously, Yanna asked Melody, "So, he wants to use this party to be with Vanessa? What about you?"
Confused by the question, Melody replied, "Me? What do you mean?"
"Oh, nothing," Yanna responded casually. "I thought you liked him."
Fiona chimed in, observing Vanessa's reaction with interest, "Yeah, aren't you two dating? Many people know about it."
Melody felt the need to clarify the situation, saying, "I'm indebted to him, so when he asked me out, I agreed. I don't know anything about him having a fiancee or a girlfriend." She then glanced at Vanessa for confirmation.
Vanessa asserted, "I don't like him, there's no engagement, and I am not his fiancee or girlfriend. So if you like him, he's all yours."
Yanna, wanting to find a way to inform these women about Oliver's true nature so that they don't become victims, was faced with the challenge of not being able to directly reveal how she knew.
She turned her attention to strategizing as she twirled her wine, gazing at the stars outside. Yanna didn't expect to feel such concern for others in this life.
Before, she didn't care because she believed people only approached her out of self-interest. However, now that she had nothing and still received kindness from certain individuals, despite her low standing in society, her perspective had shifted.
Fiona looks at Yanna, who is gazing outside, lost in deep thought. Fiona admires Yanna's eyes and confidence, seeing beyond the negativity that others may have seen in her.
Vanessa and Melody also notice Yanna's silence and follow her gaze, realizing that she is lost in contemplation of the scenery outside.
"The scenery from here is so beautiful," Yanna remarks as she stands up and walks towards the glass wall.
"It's been a while since I've had the chance to admire such a view. How relaxing it is to simply observe everything from this vantage point," she continues.
"Well, yes. If you possess power, you can do just that—watch as others do the work for you," Vanessa agrees.
"Indeed," Fiona adds in agreement.
Melody feels a bit bewildered as she listens to their conversation. Just moments ago, they were discussing Oliver, and now it seems as though they have shifted their focus to relaxation.
"How about a toast for the four of us? It's been a while since I had some company to talk to. If Vanessa weren't so distant, I wouldn't feel so lonely. How pitiful," Fiona says dramatically.
Yanna laughs at Fiona's theatrics and joins them. She feels comfortable and content having people around, realizing that she actually enjoys moments like these.
Yanna walks towards the drinks and notices a set for mixing cocktails.
"Vanessa isn't really cold; she may appear indifferent, but she's just being cautious," Yanna says with a smile as she moves about.
Fiona allows Yanna to do as she pleases while watching her select various drinks. She smiles and listens intently to Yanna's words.
"Really? Cautious about what?" Fiona asks.
Vanessa and Melody pay close attention as they observe Yanna expertly concocting the drinks.
"Because her smile is so captivating that one might become infatuated. Isn't she nice?," Yanna replies.
"tsk. Sweet talker," Melody commented.
"You're drunk," Vanessa said as she drank her wine, trying to suppress her smile.
Fiona laughed and then teased Yanna.
"Is she more beautiful than me?" Fiona asked.
Yanna finished the drinks and served them as she answered.
"Yes, but don't feel down. Your beauty is just the opposite of Vanessa's. You're charming and very attractive. It's like you have a magnetic presence that draws people towards you, even if it's sinful. On the other hand, Vanessa attracts and captivates attention, but people can't get close to her. They can only admire and crave her attention. As for Melody, she exudes a delicate and elegant beauty that effortlessly charms, captivates, and even awakens the protective instinct in others. But seriously, guys, don't you think I'm more beautiful?"
"You're good with words, Ms. Yanna, but also a bit narcissistic," Melody commented again as she tasted the mojito made by Yanna.
"Please, just call me Yanna."
"Your interpretation of our beauty is quite unique, but it fits," Fiona praised.
"Every woman has her own beauty, and if you're smart, you can actually use it as a weapon," Yanna said.
"Then have you thought about how to deal with Oliver? We can't stay here much longer," Vanessa asked.
"Yes, Ms. Melody, how about we make a deal?"
"Melody is fine. What kind of deal?" she asked.
"Ladies, I need to talk to Melody alone. Excuse us first," Yanna invited Melody to the dressing room.
Reluctantly, Vanessa agreed, and Fiona, who was always curious, followed along but was stopped again by Vanessa.
Once Yanna and Melody were inside, Yanna became serious.
"Melody, I don't know your relationship with Oliver, but I assume he provides you with something you like," Yanna began.
"I don't have any relationship with him. He is just my benefactor," Melody explained.
"That's good then. Do you still want to follow him?" Yanna inquired.
"I don't know, but... I need his help," Melody replied.
Yanna contemplated how to sway Melody to her side with her thoughts.
"I can assist you as well," she proposed.
Curious, Melody inquired, "What exactly can you do to help? From my perspective, we both find ourselves in similar circumstances. You have Vanessa by your side while I have Oliver."
Yanna retorted, "We are different. I am not reliant on Vanessa or anyone else. I work independently. On the other hand, you mentioned that Oliver is your benefactor and that you depend on him. But why? Did he save you from an accident or lend you a helping hand when you were in need?"
Melody promptly responded, "Yes."
Impressed, Yanna remarked, "I can see that you are intelligent, Melody. So think about it, when did you first meet Oliver? And when did misfortune befall you, to the point where he happened to be the only person who could assist you?"
In disbelief, Melody questioned, "Are you suggesting that it was all orchestrated?"
Yanna explained, "Once or twice can be considered coincidence, but if it happens repetitively, it becomes suspicious."
Defensively, Melody denied, "I don't have anything that he can take advantage of. I am not wealthy or well-educated."
Yanna approached Melody, staring intently at her. Melody could feel Yanna's breath as they drew closer, and she sensed her own heartbeat racing. She desired to look away, but she refused to admit defeat.
"You forget, Melody, that you possess a beauty that can attract, charm, and awaken someone's protective instincts. Oliver, being smart, knows how to exploit it. Think about what he has asked you to do. His last request was for you to capture my attention. If I were a malicious person, you would be forced to spend the night with me," Yanna explained calmly.
Melody shouted in disbelief, "That's nonsense!" As the seriousness of the situation sank in, she pushed Yanna, but remained silent afterward.
Yanna continued, "Why do you think he hasn't contacted you? If he genuinely cared for your well-being, he would have reached out by now. Furthermore, why did he ask you instead of someone else?"
Melody stuttered, "He... he might be... no, no."
Yanna gently stated, "It's because he noticed that I had been observing you, that our eyes had met. If you were able to successfully separate me from Vanessa, have you considered what might happen to her?"
"He... he wouldn't do anything. He's not that bad," Melody uttered, her voice wavering.
"Then let's make a deal: cooperate with us. If he doesn't take any action, you can disclose everything you know to him. On the other hand, if I am correct, keep it a secret. We can also establish a cooperative agreement, which means you don't have to distance yourself from him. You can continue behaving as you normally would, with the only difference being that you will inform me of his next moves. In return, I will provide you with any assistance you may need. If there comes a time when you require my help, simply give me a call."
"Do you want me to spy on him on your behalf?"
"Yes, you might be wondering why, but you will find out later if you agree."
Melody pondered the proposition and nodded. The idea of being with Oliver, benefiting from their arrangement, and simultaneously obtaining information appealed to her. If Yanna's claims were indeed true, she wouldn't feel guilty about it.
The two exchanged contacts before going out.
