Danny had never heard of anyone like her. This young girl, surrounded by dozens of people, didn't cry or show any signs of fear.
Instead, she leisurely went on a boat to enjoy tea and the moonlight. This was entirely different from what he had imagined.
Such composure was indeed praiseworthy.
"Take care of her. It's on the house."
Upon hearing that, Danny couldn't help but marvel at the young woman's good fortune to have caught the favor of the gentleman.
Not only did she walk away with thirty million, but she was also enjoying herself on the boat—and it was all free of charge!
The boat was outfitted with plush sofas. Rosemary leaned back, her hands laced behind her head as she looked up at the moon.
The boat rocked gently on the shimmering lake, like a soothing cradle lulling its occupants to sleep.
The scent of flowers from the shore wafted over, carried by the breeze, invoking a sense of peace and tranquility.
