CHAPTER 18

“Gemma, are you here yet?” “Really? Okay, come over quickly. I’m waiting.”

The next second after Luna hung up, a taxi pulled up in front of them, and Gemma got out of it. When she got to Luna and saw Preston, she got a little nervous and timid. “Mr. King,” she stuttered.

“Let's go, Gemma!” Luna grabbed the other woman's hand to leave.

Preston grabbed Luna’s arm and held her back. How dare she disregard him like that?

“Where are you going?” His voice was chilling enough to make one tremble.

Luna faced him, her eyes meeting his in a silent battle.

“Gemma, I'll stand aside and wait for you,” Gemma murmured and stepped away, unable to stand the intense atmosphere. Luna answered him coldly, “I’m going shopping with Gemma to get some clothes. Do you want to join us?”

Preston let his gaze travel from Luna’s head to her toes and back again. Then, he said without thinking, “You want to get clothes? And who will you be wearing them for?”

“For everyone to see. And since I will be attending grand