She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

ates to help her, she had been terribly busy.
She left immediately after picking up the leftover drink and receiving Nora’s instructions.

Nora, however, went back to sleep after that.

What was she to do? The amusement park date would take up the whole day, which was to say that she would have to get up early in the morning the next day.
Thus, she had to make up for the next day’s worth of sleep in advance.

By the time she woke up again, it was already dark outside.

She got up, got dressed, and went downstairs to the car park.
She was about to go to the car when Quentin appeared behind her and said, “Why don’t you come with me in my car today, Nora?”

Nora: “?”

She glanced at him.

Quentin said, “If you go in with me, I can show you how intimidating I am in the arena.
You’ll get special privileges that way.”

Nora had always enjoyed special privileges from the very moment she was No.
028.
She didn’t have any idea what it was like for ordinary people.

However, since Quentin was inviting her to go along with him so enthusiastically, Nora thought for a while and simply replied, “Alright, then.”

This way, she wouldn’t need to drive, either.

She could even nap a little while on the way there.

She carried a bag in her hand.
Inside was the red dress and silver mask she usually wore.

However, it was only after she got in the car that she realized that catching up on sleep in the car was too indulgent an idea—because Quentin couldn’t stop talking while they were on the road.

“Why don’t I introduce you to Big Sister later? Do you also admire Big Sister a lot? I can even ask her to give you an autograph.”

Nora: “?”

She said lazily, “Can you even get one for yourself?”

“Of course.
I’ve participated in several matches with her by now, so she’ll definitely show me that bit of courtesy.
Besides, Big Sister thinks exceptionally highly of me.
Oh, she has even acknowledged me as her younger brother!”

Nora: “?”

When had she ever acknowledged him as a younger brother?

While she was hesitating, Quentin spoke again.
“Are you jealous? To be honest, what she values in me is my capability.
You know I’m ranked third in New York’s martial arts circle, right? Apart from Big Sister and Big Brother, I’m the strongest here!”

“…”

“Do you want to take a photo with Big Sister later? If so, you can leave that to me, too!”

Nora’s lip corners spasmed.
“It’s fine.”

“Are you embarrassed? There’s nothing embarrassing about chasing after idols.
Also, Big Sister is actually not that perfect.”

Nora: “?”

Was he starting to speak ill of her?

While she was thinking about it, Quentin said, “She doesn’t really have a good eye for people.
Her husband is not that great.
He looks just like a useless pretty boy.”

Nora: “…”

“But no one is perfect, after all.
Given Big Sister’s status, it’s understandable even if looks are the only thing she considers when choosing a husband.
It’s not that bad having a gigolo, either.”

“…”

“I intend to persuade Big Sister to give him up, though.”

The corners of Nora’s lips spasmed as she said, “That’s impossible.”

“Why not? My words hold a lot of weight with Big Sister.
If I tell her to break up with him, she’ll definitely consider it.
After all, we’re big shots in the martial arts circle…”

Quentin kept chatting all the way till they arrived at the arena.

Quentin was about to get out of the car when he noticed that Nora hadn’t moved.
The confused man asked, “Aren’t you getting out of the car?”

“Oh, I have to change.”

Quentin was about to tease her for being vain and changing when there wasn’t a need for her to, when Nora took out a red dress and a familiar-looking silver mask from her bag.

Quentin: “…”