"Mandy, are you serious?" Winnie grabbed my hand just as I was about to walk over to see Nina, Winnie's colleague. She has a side job and often sees Winnie posting pictures of us together on f*******:. Last term, she asked Winnie to check if I was interested in finding a sponsor, but Winnie immediately declined. So, the jackpot fell on that rotten Honey, who happened to look like me and fit that tycoon's type perfectly.
"Yeah, I've made up my mind. Since I'm already in this mess, I might as well take that tycoon from her. You can wait outside; I won't be long," I told Winnie, who stood there looking worried, and then I walked over to Nina, who was waiting.
"Hello, are you Nina?" I approached a strikingly beautiful woman sitting at a corner table in the restaurant.
"Yes, you're Mandy, ri
