After chatting with my mom for a while, I finally left. As I walked out of the hospital, I sent a message to my dad to inform him of the news. Upon reading the message, he quickly called me, filled with excitement. "Syl, I have been framed, I didn't do anything. Now your mom won't be so angry!"

"Dad, we also need to address the matter of those photos," I reminded.

That is not just a matter of whether my mom gets angry or not. If the negatives cannot be retrieved, these photos could potentially become a fatal weakness in the future. Even if my dad is innocent, he won't be able to refute the existence of those photos.

"I know, I am also figuring out a solution," my dad calmed down.

"Dad, you don't have to worry too much. There's always a solution." After a few words with my dad, I ended the call.

When I returned to Maple Villa, it was dinner time. After quickly eating a few bites, I went upstairs to take a bath and relax.

Unconsciously, I fell asleep in the bathtub. If it weren't for the water temperature getting colder, I could have continued sleeping.

It was late at night, but I couldn't fall asleep. I put on my pajamas and went to the balcony, a spot where I could just turn my head and see the front door. I used to love standing here, looking out to see if Frederic had come back.

When the divorce agreement arrived, I would also move out of here.

Maple Villa, to me, held too many humble memories. If I were to continue living here after my divorce, it would be self-inflicted torture, so it's better to leave it for Frederic to reminisce. After all, he is so heartless towards me, he won't feel any sadness when he thinks of me.

I stood for a long time until I couldn't bear the cold wind anymore, and then I returned to the room.

As I tossed and turned in my sleepless state, Greta called me on the phone, enthusiastically inviting me. "Syl, come out and play. It's Christmas Eve today, and there are so many handsome guys out. I'm dazzled!"

"I'm not going, I just finished taking a shower and I'm ready to go to bed," I refused, because on such a cold day, my ultimate goal is only a warm bed.

"Then you come out to play tomorrow night. Glitter Club has a male model Christmas drag show tomorrow night. Damn, their figures are top-notch. You will regret it for the rest of your life if you don't come!" Greta's choice of words was extremely exaggerated.

Where could I refuse her good intentions for the second time, so I agreed, "Okay."

On the evening of Christmas, Greta went crazy and called me. Even when I was on the road, she was afraid that I would have an accident and couldn't make it. Her messages flooded my phone.

At the entrance of the Glitter Club, two handsome guys dressed as Santa Claus were giving out Christmas gifts. They were holding a beautiful box, and guests could reach in and grab a gift voucher before entering. Afterward, they could exchange it for the corresponding gift.

Greta grabbed a lipstick. Cecelia grabbed a bottle of perfume. Janessa grabbed a phone case. When it was my turn, I looked at that coupon and wished I could throw it three meters away.

"Condoms?" Greta snatched the gift voucher and glanced at it, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha... Syl, you go for it!"

Cecelia and Janessa also laughed like two fools.

I glared at them and stuffed the gift voucher into my coat pocket, with no intention of redeeming it. However, Greta refused to accept that and took the gift voucher out of my pocket, running off like a bird to exchange it for a box of condoms, which she then stuffed into my pocket. She winked and said, "Why don't you want it? If you don't use it, give it to me later when I find someone attractive!"

"Okay." I willingly stepped aside.

The Glitter Club was very lively today. Handsome men and beautiful women gathered together. Some came purely to relax, while others came to seek a chance encounter of love.

Greta dressed the hottest and had the most people approaching her. She saw many handsome guys, but she felt that none of them were suitable.

Cecelia did have a man she was interested in, but she incessantly talked to him about her career plans. Soon, the handsome guy was scared away by her.

Janessa was now content and had no desires or ambitions. She also had no interest in men.

Suddenly, Greta received a text message. Excitedly, she pulled me, Cecelia, and Janessa upstairs, saying, "I have a friend playing here too. She said there are a few handsome guys, it's worth taking a look!"