What Walter had said in the morning was that Chief Nelson wanted them as temporary security guards for a private party.

The truth was that they had received official invitations as guests.

They wouldn't be copying secret agents in the movies and dressing up as waiters to hide their identities, nor would they be stepping out in formal suits like special agents.

They wouldn't be searching people at the entrance, or delivering alcohol on trays.

Selina hadn't thought much of the party at first, but Luke reminded her, "This is the first sort of official private party we're attending. You can wear one of the dresses you bought."

Selina's eyes lit up when she heard that.

She wasn't especially fond of lavish soirees or whatever, but she was very interested in attending an official dinner party in a formal gown. After all, this would be her first time.

After checking their invitations, the security guards let them into the villa. They walked hand in hand, and didn't look out of place.

As detectives, they didn't often come to private villas to work cases, but it wasn't unheard of either.

As vigilantes, it wasn't unusual either for them to observe all sorts of dinner parties. The one today could be considered a proper one. At the very least, they weren't crowded with girls looking for sugar daddies.

There were a lot of young girls at this party, but they were all clearly "socialites."

Luke and Selina didn't think much of these "socialites."

Since society's fall from the heights, being a "socialite" changed from a high emphasis on one's own abilities and manners to whoever had more money, fame, and status.

As long as a girl had enough money and power, even if private videos of her were spread around the world, she could be called a "socialite."

For example, there were two groups of "socialites" here, one led by a girl with this particular reputation.

On the other side was another who feigned indifference, but who had become a new, "famous" socialite after private photos of her were spread recently.

However, these new and old generations of socialites weren't getting along at the moment. The groups they had gathered eyed each other, ready to pounce at any moment.

There was no killing intent. Luke just sensed the intense disdain and jealousy between the two women through Mental Communication.

Luke and Selina simply hid in a corner and guarded the back passage to the kitchen. They openly enjoyed being the first to partake of the drinks and food that came out.

The waiters looked at them in surprise, but they didn't care.

It wasn't like they were stuffing themselves at the heart of the party. It was their own freedom to hide in a corner and enjoy some fancy alcohol and food.

Alright, what the waiters were surprised about wasn't their table manners, but their appetites.

They ate every type of food on offer.

One of the waiters suggested that they go to the dining table and take whatever they wanted.

Luke just flashed his badge and told the man in a low voice that this was part of an ad hoc food safety check by the police.

When the other waiters passed them again to deliver food, their eyes were full of sympathy. Obviously, they had learned of Luke and Selina's "secret mission."

This was a buffet, and there were at least 30 to 50 dishes.

They had to try all the dishes; this sort of mission was worse than starving.

Luke and Selina weren't stressed at all.

The two of them had a tacit understanding of how to split the work. Luke ate the salty dishes, and Selina the sweet dishes. Even if there were twice as many dishes, the two of them would still only be 50% full at most.

While Luke and Selina were stuffing themselves in the back passage, a young and beautiful woman walked into the banquet hall, and many people took turns to greet her.

This was the treatment of a bigshot.

The two groups of "socialites" didn't enjoy this sort of treatment. Most of the people who interacted with them were juniors from the second generation.

The people who greeted the young blonde were either seniors or juniors with great power, and were mostly in their forties.

As she ate a fruit and cream pudding, Selina nudged Luke with her elbow. "Your dream lover has arrived."

Luke polished off his frittata with quick yet refined actions.

Hearing that, he looked over. "Hm, it's not a dream."

Selina was speechless.

She wanted to say something, but decided to keep mum.

Jenny and Luke had a connection. Many people might know, but those people belonged to a different circle.

For the sake of their idle days, it was best to keep the personal relationship between a certain female CEO and a minor detective a secret.

However, Selina noticed that Jenny had glanced at them several times as she nodded and smiled lightly.

The people around Jenny all thought that this new phone queen was just being polite.

Selina, however, knew that a certain female CEO was ready to explode.

She chuckled and nudged Luke again with her elbow. "Don't you think she really wants to hit someone right now?"

Luke curled his lip. "You're underestimating her. Her father is a banker and her mother was an entrepreneur. She's enjoying the situation as much as we're enjoying the food."

Selina didn't believe him. "That's impossible. How can talking nonsense with a bunch of people compare with the taste of delicious food?"

Luke said, "Some billionaires like to go out in just slippers and shorts. You don't like that, right?"

Selina said, "I would be happy to go out in a bikini and slippers on a beach in L.A.."

Luke was lost for words.

Even as they spoke nonsense, they both knew that Jenny was only here for Luke.

In fact, when she was talking to Chief Nelson, Jenny pretended to inadvertently let slip that Detective Luke Coulson had once saved her from being hurt by a gangster.

She didn't say anything else, but Chief Nelson understood.

If she didn't care about Luke, Jenny wouldn't have mentioned his name at all.

Since she had, Nelson had to take care of Luke, but he couldn't be too overt about it

This was a form of tacit understanding.

However much was said, and however it was said, it was a silent request.

If Chief Nelson did well, that would prove that he was useful.

If he didn't do well, that was because he was too stupid. He would be kicked away sooner or later, and saying anything after that would be useless.

Chief Nelson was a smart guy, and extended invitations to Luke and Selina in the name of official business.

It was just a matter of adding two more invitations; it was a gain without any risks.

However, Jenny and Luke's relationship was very different from what the Chief of Department had imagined.

After exchanging greetings with Jenny, Chief Nelson paid special attention to the two of them, but didn't sense anything.