The beautiful woman left, followed by a lackey of a rich second-generation.
Megan, embarrassed by the mockery, attempted to slap me, only to be stopped by the bodyguards behind me.
Realizing the situation, Leonardo said, "As an ex-husband, is it appropriate for you to cause a scene here?"
Though he didn't dare touch me, he tried to tough up.
"Hey, I'm just here for the fun."
As I turned to leave, I couldn't resist a parting shot. "The video was taken at the gym she frequents. Investigate it yourself."
As I walked out, the bodyguards behind me let go of Megan's hand with a hint of disdain in their actions.
Soon after, Leonardo's enraged shout filled the air as he called off the wedding.
News of the misbehavior of the bride-to-be from the Fox family spread rapidly.
Reports showed that Leonardo stormed out, still wearing the hat, and only removed it when the valet reminded him as he got into his car.
Some mischief-makers even added eerie background music to the scene.
Some tried to dig into my identity, but Timothy managed to suppress it.
After all, our family always operated under the principle of discretion.
Soon, news arrived that the wedding between the Brody and Fox families was postponed due to uncontrollable circumstances.
By then, I had already decided to go abroad for further studies.
Money talked, right? Going abroad for further studies was a breeze, thanks to my parents.
Timothy even pulled some strings to get me a spot at the most renowned design company in town.
But, when I walked into the apartment he rented for me, I caught a girl in a camisole applying body lotion.
I quickly apologized and expressed that I had the wrong room.
However, after double-checking the door number, I realized I was in the right place.
Left with no choice, I dialed Timothy.
"Son, we need to spend our money wisely. It's not that we can't afford a full lease, but shared accommodation offers better value. Alright, enough said, phone bills are quite steep."
After hanging up, I hesitated for a while before finally climbing the stairs.
The girl didn't seem fazed when I re-entered.
"Hello, I'm Olivia Munn, an exchange student staying for two years."
Her openness made it hard for me to be awkward, so I shook her hand and introduced myself.
"I arrived a few days earlier and have already chosen a room. Are you taking the remaining one?"
Just like that, Olivia and I began our shared living arrangement.