A little over a week later, because the three girls from The Plastics had disappeared with Mike without notifying the Miracle Company in advance, their managers came looking for them and took them back.
On the same day, Chris, accompanied by Jessie and Carly, arrived at Mike's private villa.
"They both wanted to see you," Chris explained their purpose.
Having shared a difficult experience, Chris, Jessie, and Carly had a very good relationship.
Moreover, Chris could see that both girls were interested in Mike, so he was willing to do them a favor.
"By the way, Jessie is now a department manager at an investment company. As for Carly, she wants to be your personal assistant." After Chris introduced the two girls' work arrangements, he wisely chose to leave.
Having not seen each other for nearly a year, the two girls, in the prime of their youth, were even more charming. It was also evident that they had specifically dressed up to meet Mike today.
"Don't be nervous. What would you like to drink?" Mike asked after leading the girls into the living room.
After learning about Mike's financial situation, the two girls were somewhat reserved due to the difference in their social class.
"Anything is fine," the two girls responded.
"Then red wine it is. It helps to relax the mind." Mike went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, and poured a glass for each of the two girls.
As the wine swirled, the two girls' moods gradually relaxed.
Mike also appropriately chatted with the girls about daily life and recent events, then suddenly asked, "By the way, where do you two live now?"
"Jessie and I are still living at home, but considering convenience for work in the future, we've already decided to rent a place together," Carly replied.
"Is that so?" After thinking for a moment, Mike invited, "Why don't you two move in with me? I have plenty of rooms here anyway."
Mike's detached villa had three floors, and each floor was divided into many rooms.
"Is that okay? Would it be inconvenient?" Carly spoke her mind quickly, but her face showed delight.
Jessie's situation was similar.
Although both girls grew up in New York and their families had substantial incomes, buying a house in the prime commercial district was still a bit out of their league.
Not to mention a luxurious villa like Mike's.
"What, you don't want to stay with me?" Mike's face showed a knowing smile.
The two girls, who had long known about Mike's philandering nature, still couldn't resist his smile.
[Holy *** Attribute + 1]... [Holy *** Attribute + 1]... [Flexibility Attribute + 1]... [Flexibility Attribute + 1]... [Eloquent Attribute + 1]...
After the curtains were drawn, the battle immediately began.
The awkwardness between the three of them gradually disappeared during the activity.
"Here they go again!!!"
Paige, who was reading in her room to pass the time, looked down at her toes, a troubled expression on her face.
Then, she put on a large pair of headphones.
Out of sight, out of mind—
In the evening, after intense exercise that left her feeling refreshed, Carly, to prove her ability as a personal assistant, insisted on taking on the task of making dinner.
However, without professional training, the dinner she made was only edible at best.
Of course, Mike wasn't picky. As for cooking skills, if she was willing to learn, she could improve over time.
Two more days passed, and Lina, who had applied to Columbia University's affiliated business school, also arrived in New York.
Mike also welcomed her to stay at the villa.
At this point, Mike was living a carefree life where everything was handed to him, meals were prepared, and someone kept him warm.
Thus, time flew by, and it was early September, the day Columbia University began its new term.
In front of the dressing mirror, Carly, dressed in a black and white maid's outfit, was adjusting Mike's collar.
Judging by her devoted expression, she seemed to have fully embraced her role.
Mike's blue and white casual outfit today was designed and custom-made by Carly.
This outfit mimicked a suit's cut while featuring special detailing at the collar and cuffs.
The blend of casual and formal attire added a charming aristocratic air to the already handsome Mike.
Just like at the Genovia ball.
It must be said that Carly's professional knowledge was strong; simple designs in her hands were full of spirit. If she didn't work as a "maid" with her skill level, she could probably make money by opening her own brand store.
"You look very handsome today~" Looking at her masterpiece, Carly couldn't resist leaving a lipstick mark on Mike's face.
If she could, she wouldn't want Mike to go out. Who knew how many more girls he would enchant with his philandering ways?
"Tsk—"
Just as Carly was being overly affectionate, little Paige, waiting at the door, made a sound of displeasure.
Although the little girl was confident that she would ultimately be the one to stay by Mike's side, seeing Mike's intimate actions with other girls still made her feel very annoyed.
...
Soon after, a red Ferrari drove through the bustling streets, heading towards Columbia University.
Columbia University and its affiliated business school, though separate campuses, were not far from each other.
"Lina, I'll pick you up after you finish registering." Mike first dropped Lina off at the business school.
Bidding farewell to the girl, the red Ferrari turned a corner and drove into Columbia University's main campus.
Many students here were wealthy, so Mike's flashy sports car didn't attract much attention on campus.
However, when Mike and Paige stepped out of the parking lot, they immediately drew many gazes.
Most of them were girls, drawn by Mike's good looks.
Perhaps it wasn't as obvious to acquaintances, but Mike's attractiveness was a complete knockout when facing strangers.
Moreover, university students were at the age when hormones were most rampant.
"Bro, check out the Sigma Fraternity. We're looking for talented people like you..." At the entrance of the academic building, a muscular senior quickly came forward.
Today, the day for welcoming new students, was also the day for various university clubs to select members.
"Johnny, don't even start. What's so great about joining your idiotic frat..."
His voice arrived before he did.
Then, a senior wearing an expensive suit and gold-rimmed glasses separated Johnny and smiled at Mike, saying, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Robert Musk, a fourth-year student and president of the Victory Fraternity. Welcome to the Victory Fraternity."
Due to the rise of the Illuminati and Skull and Bones, various fraternities and sororities were also very popular in United States universities.
However, because these self-organized clubs often had reports of bullying incidents, their reputation was not very good.
Of course, if one joined the right club, in addition to networking, they could also develop organizational skills, leadership skills, and cultivate specialized personal abilities.
"Thank you for your invitation, but I need to consider it further." For the sake of networking, Mike did not directly reject Robert's offer.
"This is our flyer. If you change your mind, feel free to find me anytime." The well-mannered Robert did not press the issue further.
University fraternities and their members had a mutual selection relationship.
Generally, good clubs never lacked new members. Instead, new members often had to go through various tests to join such clubs.
The reason Robert immediately took a liking to Mike and even competed with Johnny for him was probably because Mike was visually appealing.
But that was all.
"Brother, no offense, but the Victory Frat is full of freeloaders; it's not suitable for you at all." Although Johnny was tall and strong, he was clearly not a simpleton.
He took advantage of Robert's departure to hand Mike another flyer, saying, "The Sigma Frat is the club a man should join."
"Okay, I'll consider it." Mike smiled and accepted the flyer.
Afterward, some fraternities who had heard the news also rushed over and extended invitations to Mike.
Most ridiculously, even a few sororities tried to invite Mike.
By the time registration ended and Mike returned to the parking lot, he had accumulated over a dozen fraternity flyers.
This number virtually encompassed all fraternities at Columbia University.