The person looking for Luo An this time was a stranger, a male dressed in a standard suit, wearing a meticulously combed slicked-back hairstyle, radiating an aura of elitism. "Hello, Mr. Greenwood." Across from the church was a street-side café, where the stranger extended his hand to Luo An and flashed a standard fake smile showing eight teeth: "My name is Oscar, and I'm from an etiquette company." Luo An shook hands with him and went straight to the point, asking: "What do you want from me?" "Mr. Greenwood is indeed direct and to the point." The man claiming to be Oscar chuckled and pulled out a pale gold business card from his pocket, handing it to Luo An as he straightforwardly said: "I heard Mr. Greenwood managed to secure a platinum-colored invitation to a journalist dinner at the White House. Our company intends to buy it today." Recalling what Vireness had said earlier, a glimmer flashed across Luo An's eyes as he asked with a smile: "What's your company's offer?" "Two hundred thousand dollars." The man claiming to be Oscar said with a light smile that this was the price for all platinum invitation cards, and if Luo An didn't believe it, he could call to inquire. Luo An smiled and agreed to the price offered by the other party. After a brief conversation, Oscar took the invitation card away, and Luo An received a notification on his phone that his account had been credited with two hundred thousand dollars, closing the transaction on the spot. "Pleasant cooperation, Mr. Greenwood." Putting the platinum invitation into his briefcase, Oscar stood up, shaking hands with Luo An again, smiling: "I have other work, so I'll take my leave now. We may meet again if opportunity arises." From meeting to departure, it took less than twenty minutes. Watching the back of Oscar's departing car, Luo An's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly laughed. That invitation, which hadn't even warmed up in his possession, was clearly hush money too, albeit in a roundabout way. The consultancy from that oil company was long-term, while this invitation was short-term. Considering the president often spoke without thinking, Luo An speculated that the two types of hush money probably came from two parties—one from the president and the other from the president's backing family. As for which hush money belonged to which party, Luo An hadn't figured out yet, nor did he plan to. The "etiquette company" Oscar represented clearly wasn't new to this sort of business. There must be quite a few people like him who had received platinum invitations; the waters ran deep, and it wasn't necessary to get overly involved. Returning to the church, the event was nearing its end. After brief exchanges, everyone gradually left, and Luo An and Mona drove back to the villa. As soon as they got back to the villa, Mona tossed her handbag aside and buried herself in the sofa. Luo An wasn't feeling tired, but having left the wedding scene twice without really eating anything, he changed into slippers and headed straight for the kitchen to look for food. Holding a sausage, Luo An spoke while eating: "Mona, call the domestic service company, have them come over and clean up." This villa had three floors, and besides the bedrooms for Luo An and Mona, there were many other rooms. Since the two of them had no time to tidy up, they would contact the community's exclusive domestic service company every few days to clean. Snatching half of the sausage, Mona agreed while eating and searching for her phone at the same time, she asked: "Did Vireness say when your leave ends?" Luo An shook his head, at which Mona's eyes lit up as she suggested: "How about we go to Hawaii for a few days? It's June now, and it's a great time to vacation there." Taking advantage of the rare vacation time, Luo An was naturally inclined to relax, so he responded with a smile: "How about we leave the day after tomorrow? I'll book the flight tickets." "No need, leave it all to me." Mona's face lit up with excitement, she stood up and planted a firm kiss on the corner of Luo An's mouth, then dashed up the stairs: "I'm going to search online for travel tips. I'll arrange the flight tickets, hotel, and places to visit!" A relaxed Luo An naturally agreed, but then he suddenly remembered something and shouted loudly: "Don't forget to call the housekeeping company!" After finishing the sausage, Luo An pulled out his phone to call the housekeeping company. While waiting, Mona was upstairs searching for travel tips, and Luo An sat on the first floor starting to calculate his recent financial gains. In the "Nuclear Warhead Missing Case," the security company sold for two million dollars; in the "Sarls Case," he made 5.6 million dollars off unmentionable arms dealing with MI6; and just now, in the "Former NSA Director Poisoning Case," he pocketed one million dollars. Adding the bonuses from the "National Assembly Chairman Case," the "Serial Murder Case," the "Cursed Gem Ring Case," along with his basic salary, Luo An's earnings for the past few months totaled up to ten million dollars. Then there was 450 million dollars on Wall Street. Luo An had thought this money would just sit quietly until the federal real estate market crashed. But Michael Brey sold the low-grade CDS to other buyers and bought high-grade instead, making Luo An 23 million dollars in the selling process. However, Luo An let Michael Brey continue to buy CDS with that money, making it temporarily inaccessible. After quickly calculating his recent earnings, Luo An looked at the eight-digit number he calculated and raised his eyebrows, then walked upstairs and entered Mona's bedroom: "Are you booking the hotel?" Mona nodded and showed Luo An the hotels she had found: "Since it's the peak tourist season, many hotels are offering discounts. I'm trying to decide which one to book." Luo An gently squeezed Mona's shoulders and said with a smile: "Book the one in the center of the Hawaii Islands, it's close to every tourist spot." Hawaii, with its capital in Honolulu, has an island climate, moderated by trade winds all year round, making it suitable for travel with pleasant temperatures, and a world-famous vacation destination. Three days after deciding to vacation, Luo An and Mona took a flight to the Hawaii Islands. After resting at the hotel for half a day, they changed into fresh casual vacation attire and started to explore hand in hand. The blue ocean, soft sandy and brightly sunny Waikiki Beach; the beautiful Kualani Ranch, a successful Hollywood movie shooting location; Oahu Island with beaches lined with palm trees… For two whole weeks, Luo An and Mona leisurely toured half of the tourist spots on the Hawaii Islands, savoring the local cuisine extensively. On Wednesday evening, Luo An and Mona, holding hands, strolled on the beach. The noisy cheers of children did not annoy them; instead, the beach felt lively. As time ticked by, the orange sun slowly disappeared into the ocean, night began to fall, and street lights came on. "The sun has been swallowed by the sea; it's time for us to eat too." Luo An combed Mona's hair, tousled by the wind, and asked with a smile: Check latest chapters at novel·fire.net "What shall we eat tonight?" "I want to eat moon fish." Mona licked her lips; moon fish is one of the most colorful edible fish in Hawaii, very appealing to the appetite. Luo An nodded and led Mona toward a distant restaurant: "I'll have a coconut dessert." "Me too, make it two." The pair walked into the restaurant, laughing and conversing, but they froze suddenly because they saw a familiar face, Javari Evans. Javari wasn't sitting with Mrs. Hanover; instead, he was with a very attractive unfamiliar woman. On the other side, Javari put down his glass and looked up. His smile froze when he saw Mona and Luo An at the restaurant entrance.