I didn't care about the dance party. My only interest was seeing Mabel Sean.
As evening fell, a Bentley from Capital City pulled up at the door. Mabel rolled down the window and waved at me. I hurried over to the car.
"Get in," she winked.
I climbed into the vehicle and settled beside her. Perhaps it was the balmy weather, but a blush spread across Mabel's cheeks, making her even more captivating under the moonlight. I couldn't help staring, utterly spellbound.
"Have you had enough?" Mabel playfully smacked my head.
I finally snapped out of it, wiping my nose awkwardly.
"I have some good news for you," she said.
"What?" I asked quickly.
Mabel chuckled. "Recently, the Hill family's product market share in Chuzzle has been steadily declining. In just a few days, it has dropped by nearly ten percent."
"I suspect it won't be long before Xavier Hill comes to you," she added with a smirk.
