Two hours later, Lorenzo started receiving the consumption records.

I’d swiped the card just half an hour ago, and Lorenzo had already shown up.

With a loud bang, the door was kicked open. Lorenzo stormed in, filled with anger, but when he saw five Peppa Pigs, he froze, forgetting his lines.

"Priscilla James, you..."

The Peppas stared at him, noses flaring.

What was he here for? Shouldn’t he be preparing to welcome Yara Taylor?

"Take off the headgear."

The Peppas didn’t budge.

"Priscilla James!"

Fine, we obediently removed our headgear and instantly turned into lonely little frogs.

Something seemed to snap inside them, and the five lonely frogs looked at each other. I don’t know who started it, but one of them croaked.

Suddenly, the little room was filled with the sound of croaking.

Lorenzo could take no more. He shoved the other four frogs out and ripped off my headgear.

No problem, I still had a creepy face mask underneath.

"Take it off!!"

Faced with Lorenzo’s rage, I kept my cool.

"Oh."

Lorenzo grabbed the whiskey glass from the table and downed it in one go.

"Lemon tea...??"

I shot him a disdainful glance.

"Not everyone’s like you. Drinking is bad for your health!"

Lorenzo, "..."

Seeing that he had nothing else to say, I stood up, planning to leave and find my frogs.

Lorenzo yanked me back.

"Explain to me what those four animals are about."

"And these consumption records."

Lorenzo pulled out his phone.

"Dear user, you’ve recharged a diamond annual pass at the arcade, totaling $10,000."

"Dear user, you’ve made purchases at Doll Town, buying 20 dolls for a total of $3,000."

"Dear user, you’ve spent $200,000 at Sugar Club."

I barely held back a massive slap and patiently explained.

"First, those are four frogs, not animals. They’re people in disguise."

"Second, it’s my money. I can spend it however I want."

"Third, give me back my headgear!"

Lorenzo took a deep breath and shakily lit a cigarette.

After half a cigarette, his mood seemed to calm down.

"I know you're upset, frustrated, and sad, but you don’t need to keep trying to piss me off with male model stunts. Don’t you think it's dirty?"

Good one, talking about dirty.

As if you were so clean!

"You don’t need to act this way to get my attention."

All I could think was: This guy’s so confident, always inflating his own ego.

I’m just a beginner at hiring male models, not used to it yet, so a little socially awkward. Once I get the hang of it, I’ll be fine.

What exactly are you so confident about??

There were too many things to criticize, and I was too mentally exhausted to choose where to start.

Lorenzo misunderstood, thinking I’d actually processed what he said. He nodded, satisfied, then left, tossing one last line my way.

"If you know you’re wrong, that’s good. I’ve recharged your gym account, and don’t cause trouble."