Charlie's hands naturally wrapped around Nancy's waist, his cool lips affectionately rubbing against her face.

Nancy, tickled by his touch, laughed and tried to dodge his kisses.

Charlie chuckled softly, playfully chasing after her lips.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open from outside, and an angry voice of a girl rang out, "Well, well, Nancy! No wonder you're so big in the training camp! It turns out you got there by selling yourself!"

Startled by the sudden intrusion, Nancy instinctively tried to jump out of Charlie's embrace but was firmly held in place by his lean arms.

Meanwhile, the girls entered the office one after another, quickly filling the room to the brim.

Since Nancy was sitting on Charlie's lap, partially obscuring his face, the girls assumed he was Smith and glared furiously at Nancy.

"Nancy, you have no shame!"

"Nancy, can't you make it in the training camp on your own merit instead of relying on a man!?"

"We would never have come to this training camp if we knew you were involved with Smith!"

"It's all a set-up! Poor Rivata, ousted by someone as shameless as you!"

Amidst the barrage of insults, Nancy's mood gradually calmed down. Her arms still around Charlie's neck, she turned to face the girls.

"Heh... What's so shameless about dating my husband?"

"Oh, please!"

A girl retorted indignantly. "Everyone knows Smith is already married, with children old enough to be in school. And we've never heard that his wife is from Henriana!"

"Well..."

Nancy shook her head helplessly, "A bunch of fools!"

"Nancy, you're the one who's shameless, and now you're calling us fools? That's so low!"

"Exactly, Nancy! What pride is there in being a mistress? You filthy, shameless woman, what talent do you have, relying on a man?"

"That's right! Filthy whore! You don't deserve to be in this training camp, you don't deserve to compete with us!"

"Nancy, get out of the training camp!"

With one leading the chant, all the girls joined in unison, "Nancy, get out of the training camp!"

Nancy sighed, casually clearing her ears, and scoffed, "Noisy!"

The girls, infuriated, hurled even more insults, but Nancy remained indifferent. In front of everyone, she slowly got off Charlie's lap, carefully concealing his face with her body.

Once she was fully standing, she reached out her hand to Charlie.

He chuckled softly and placed his palm in hers.

As if they had planned it in advance, Nancy moved to the side, revealing Charlie's tall and erect figure.

As he stood fully before the girls, their jaws nearly dropped to the floor in shock.

What was happening?

Wasn't it supposed to be Smith?

Why was it him?

Nancy, holding Charlie's hand, looked at the girls with a smile, "Since everyone's here, allow me to introduce him formally. This is my husband, Mr. Charlie!"