The Luna Choosing Game

Chapter 0493 Veronica and I waited until cocktails after dinner that evening to enact our plan. The instructions toward each prince’s treasure were handed out only I a few minutes before. The instructions were written on notecards, and given discretely to each candidate.

Veronica, when given hers, ripped hers up and threw it in the garbage. I folded mine and tucked it into my pocket.

We waited until Bridget was on her second glass of white wine, and the cameras turned elsewhere, interviewing the princes, before we made our way over to her.

“Hi, Bridget!” I said, forcing myself to be happy to see her. My part of the plan Veronica and I had hastily pulled

together was clear: distraction. “What are you drinking?” ) Bridget’s returning smile was friendly enough, but a hint of curiosity darkened her eyes. Perhaps I had overplayed my hand. I was no actress after all. Veronica was much more talented at deception than me.

But Veronica had a different role to play in this plan, and hers was not one I could even fumble my way through.

She meant to teleport the instructions away from Bridget’s hand. Only Veronica was capable of that.

“Chardonnay,” Bridget said. She tilted her head toward a nearby bottle, sitting atop the same railing she was leaning against. “Do you care to join me?” “I'd love to,” 1 said.

standing just beside her. “And you, Veronica?” “I prefer red wine,”

hand in which she held the instructions.

She lowered her hand to her side, which placed the notecard at her hip near

down to it.

seem to

and made

you excited for

in distracting her, so that Veronica could make

Bridget said. “Confident

certain I have the best chance of winning the date with Nicholas. Ah, a romantic boat cruise. It will be so romantic. I can’t wait!” “Right,” I said. I had to grit my teeth a little, trying to maintain my smile. “Do you think the cruise will be during the day? Or at night?

her other side, eyes locked on the notecard

Bridget flashed

the night air that makes people feel... liberated. Wouldn't you agree, Piper?” A rush of panic surged