Chapter 3The Exit Plan

While the Sterling father and son were figuring out how to please Bella.

I was figuring out how to get the attention of my new target.

Every family has its own difficulties.

I sat at the bar, chatting absently with the handsome bartender.

My peripheral vision kept glancing at the corner.

The man was not far away, sipping his drink leisurely.

I was unsure, whispering to the System:

[He's Holden's best friend. What if I pretend to be drunk and throw myself at him, and he calls Holden?]

Thinking of this, I got a headache again.

If I knew this guy was the next target, I wouldn't have gone against him before.

Who told him to always badmouth my relationship with Holden?

Every time Holden took me to their gatherings, Archer would casually bring up Bella.

Making Holden zone out and me embarrassed.

I sighed in my heart.

Downed a few more drinks, then stood up, swaying towards the target.

The target had his long legs crossed, slender fingers swirling the wine glass.

Suddenly, the music exploded, and the crowd swayed, blocking my view instantly.

I pushed through the crowd.

Only to see the man sitting opposite him.

The elegant and noble Holden.

And the smiling Bella.

In a daze.

The target was gone.

Someone tapped my shoulder.

...

The bartender handed me a set of keys: "Miss Yu, you dropped this."

I took it embarrassedly, "Sorry for the trouble."

He smiled and nodded, turning back to the bar.

As he left.

The tall man standing lazily in front of me, one hand in his pocket, revealed himself.

Casting a shadow over my head.

Archer lowered his eyes: "Looking for me?"

"What?"

"You've been peeking at me for a long time."

I stiffened for a second.

The System hurriedly spoke: [Host, conquer, conquer him!]

I silently complained in my heart.

The persona I used to conquer Holden was a nineteen-year-old innocent, devoted little flower.

Seven years later, what persona should I use for Archer?

Just as I was about to speak.

"Archer? What are you doing standing there?" Holden's calm voice sounded, his steady footsteps getting closer.

My face changed, and I immediately hid in the crowd nearby.

I can't let Holden see me! Now that I'm conquering Archer, the less Holden exists, the better.

Just then, a force pulled me over.

My forehead slammed hard into a man's chest, a faint woody scent enveloping me instantly.

"Who is this?" Holden saw me from his angle, frowning slightly.

"A stray kitten," Archer said lightly.

"Don't play around," Holden's voice was cold.

Archer was nonchalant, "Mmhmm."

It seems Holden thought I was Archer's fling. He usually hated me going to bars the most, thinking they were messy places.

Once, when I celebrated a friend's birthday at a bar, Holden gave me the cold shoulder for half a month.

I had to try everything to coax him back.

Archer spoke lazily: "Not going back yet? Aren't you afraid Bella will get hit on?"

Holden didn't speak.

I felt a gaze land on me.

I couldn't help but press closer to Archer, his fingertips hooking my hair.

"Bella's sister is here too," Holden said indifferently.

I paused.

Almost instantly understood the implication.

When I was with Holden, I often heard that Bella's cousin liked Archer. However, there were few girls Archer was interested in, and he didn't seem to care.

Now it seems Holden and Bella want to help that girl chase Archer.

That won't do!

This is my target!

As Holden finished speaking, I quickly grabbed the corner of Archer's shirt.

Because of this action, both Archer and Holden looked over.

The former raised an eyebrow lazily, "The kitten is clingy, won't let go."

Holden had no intention of watching further. He turned to leave: "Suit yourself."

Archer called out to him: "Stop playing, isn't your son waiting for you at home?"

Holden stopped.

"He's only a few years old, you can leave him alone?" Archer sneered.

"Quinn will pick him up," Holden said calmly without turning back. "He probably said something to upset Quinn. In a few days, when she cools down, she'll naturally pick him up."

"Oh? Why?" Archer asked with interest.

Holden: "She has no one but Leo these past few years."

I hid silently in Archer's arms.

I understood the implication.

Logically, after divorcing Holden, I would naturally hold onto Leo, otherwise I would have no one.

With Leo, I could keep asking Holden for alimony and maintain contact.

Only with the child could I keep my connection to Holden.