Dauntless God Of War

Harold quickly snatched a plain dress and dashed out, completely forgetting that Michelle had also asked him to bring her a set of underwear.

When he returned to the bathroom, the door was ajar.

Harold thought that she would remain still and silent in the same spot until he had brought the garments to her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Inside the bathroom, however, he discovered that Michelle had slipped out of her stained dress and was waiting for him in her sexy underwear.

"Sorry."

Harold left the dress behind and turned to leave.

Right then, Michelle suddenly grabbed his arm and threw herself into his embrace.

"Harold, do you find my body soft?" she whispered in his ear.

With the effects of the alcohol still lingering, she had a blush on her cheeks that made her look quite attractive.

Harold felt his heart skip a beat at the sight.

He hated not being in control of his emotions. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he shoved her away.

"Clean up and change into the new clothes. I'll wait for you outside!"

With that, he turned to leave the bathroom.

"You want Naomi, right?" Michelle asked the moment he spun around.

"What do you mean by that?" Harold turned over his shoulder to ask.

"Men are trash. Even those who may outwardly present themselves as gentlemen can often be deceitful, particularly when they are presented with attractive women. All men are beasts at heart," Michelle mocked.

It was clear that she was biased against men.

As Harold came to a halt, she assumed she had struck a chord deep within his heart. Disgust flickered in her gaze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure and went to him.

Harold frowned, not knowing what she was getting at.

"If that's all you have to say, please excuse me!"

After he waited for what felt like an eternity, Michelle was still silent and seemed to have nothing more to add, so he took his leave.

Seeing Harold getting impatient, Michelle went straight to the topic. "I can help you get Naomi, but I need your help, too!"

"In what way would you like me to help you?" Harold asked curiously without looking back.

He never wanted to win the heart of a spoilt socialite like Naomi. Instead, he was merely curious why Michelle would need his help as she was already a millionaire.

"I need your assistance in introducing me to Lothar. If you're willing to do so, then I'll be more than happy to return the favor and help you win Naomi's heart. In fact, I'm even willing to offer myself," Michelle said nonchalantly, finally demonstrating her ambitious nature.

"Really? You can betray your best friend and sacrifice yourself to become a gold digger?"

Without warning, Harold spun around and flung his arms around a half-naked Michelle flirtatiously.

"W-What are you trying to do?"

Michelle was shocked at his sudden change in attitude. Her initially flushed cheeks turned pale as she tried to shove Harold away.

Alas, her strength was insufficient to budge him.

Harold whispered into Michelle's ear, "Didn't you promise to help me win Naomi's heart and even promise to be at my disposal if I introduce you to Lothar?"

Hearing that, Michelle regained her composure and stopped trying to push Harold away.