Azu had not turned down Maeve's invitation out of some false sense of propriety.
He really had something to do.
Tonight, he planned to set Angelina in motion and begin her revenge, bringing that ten-billion fortune into his hands as soon as possible.
As he walked down the corridor, he saw the door to a room ahead being shoved open. Starlight stormed out, furious.
Someone chased after her from the room. It was the head of the Costume Team.
They both stopped when they saw Azu.
Azu looked at Starlight. Her face was full of anger, but a beauty was still a beauty. Even when she was mad, she looked stunning.
"What's wrong?" Azu asked.
Starlight looked away. "Nothing. I wasn't satisfied with the new suit they designed, so we got into an argument."
A new suit?
Azu remembered that Starlight's new costume was quite a sight. If it was like the one in the TV show, he would not mind having her wear it and parade around in front of him every day.
The head of the Costume Team gave a dry cough. "Miss Starlight, please trust us."
"The new suit was custom-made for you, and it is also needed for promotional purposes."
Starlight turned around. "This is my body. I have the right to decide how much of it I show!"
Azu nodded. "She's right."
With Azu's support, Starlight shot him a grateful look, and her gaze became even more resolute.
The Costume Team head had no choice but to compromise. "Then let's discuss it again."
After the team head left, the lashes above Starlight's big eyes fluttered. "Thank you, Homelander."
Azu smiled. He did not waste much time on this girl who did not belong to The Seven, instead heading to Angelina's room.
Angelina had tied her