“You’ve all managed to climb to S-rank in the underworld, so your strength and talent are both top-notch. When it comes to breaking up couples, as long as you use your brains, there are countless ways to do it. Am I right, Mr. Blake White?”

Blake White smiled faintly. This nobleman from Gekai, in his spare time between missions, most enjoyed seducing respectable women and stealing others’ lovers—a peerless gentleman who lived by the motto “only pick flowers that are already claimed.” He had broken up more than a hundred couples, and when it came to ruining relationships, he was indeed a professional.

“If you put it that way, there are certainly plenty of methods…” As Blake White spoke, Island Girl softly chimed in as well, and a moment later, even Kingston fell into deep thought, as if struck by inspiration.

“Tsk, you S-rank elites really do have colorful private lives. Just mention stealing someone’s lover and you’re all bursting with ideas.”

After a brief pause, Island Girl was the first to come up with a clear plan. She smiled radiantly and said, “I have an idea. Wendy Green and the eldest Miss Wen haven’t known each other for long. Although they’re in a passionate relationship, they probably don’t know each other that deeply yet. During this period, if we just create some misunderstandings, it won’t be hard to drive a wedge between them. And for two people who have achieved such remarkable things at a young age, scandalous rumors are the most damaging…”

“Like this?”

Ray hadn’t finished speaking before Mr. Smith cut him off. The next moment, the young man activated the projection function on his wristwatch, and a 3D video lit up on the conference table.

On the table, a man and a woman were locked in a passionate, naked embrace. The man was unfamiliar, about twenty-four or twenty-five, with rugged good looks and a strong, athletic body that gleamed with sweat. His impressive endowment was impossible to ignore. The woman’s body was long and shapely, her curves full and alluring—a rare beauty. But what was most shocking was her charming, seductive face—it was the face of the Wen family’s eldest daughter, Emily Bennett!

“Pfft!”

The sound of someone spitting water echoed through the conference room.

Ray stared in disbelief. “What the hell is this!? Where did you get something like this? Did Emily Bennett really sleep with someone else?”

Mr. Smith looked at the stunned Ray and said helplessly, “Use your head. Of course the video is fake. The Wen family’s eldest daughter was strictly raised. Her private life isn’t as boring as a nun’s, but there are basically no flaws, and there’s no way any scandalous photos would leak out… My point is, what do you all think of this video?”

Kingston widened his eyes, staring intently at the video—but his focus was entirely on the panting, muscular man. He scrutinized the man’s size carefully, then asked, “Who is this guy? Do you have his contact info?”

“…I just randomly combined some assets from the material library to create an original character. Don’t overthink it.”

“That’s a shame. Still, send me a copy of the video later, and teach me how to make characters like that.”

“…”

Blake White was silent for a moment, then said, “It’s realistic enough to pass for the real thing. Technically, there are no flaws—almost no trace of forgery. Are you planning to spread this video online to sow discord between those two?”

Ray let out a breath and said, “It’s a pretty good plan. Any man who sees a video like this, real or not, will inevitably feel some resentment. Judging from Wendy Green’s profile, he’s never suffered a setback in his life. People like that are proud and can’t stand imperfection. If this video gets out, those two will at least face a relationship crisis.”

Benjamin Franklin was silent for a while, then said, “I still have some reservations, but if you all think it’s feasible, we can give it a try. The Galactic Society can handle the video’s distribution.”

However, just as Blake White and Ray were about to nod in agreement, Mr. Smith let out a sigh.

“Unfortunately, this is where it ends. You’re all wrong.”

“…What do you mean?”

“I mean, you so-called elites with colorful private lives clearly have never been in love. A sudden scandal like this will only make a couple in love cling to each other even more tightly—and it will completely enrage Wendy Green. Considering what happened to William White, do you really want to know what it’s like to enrage a super soldier?”

Everyone fell silent. Ray looked especially displeased. “Then what do you suggest?”

“I’d actually like to ask you all—when it comes to stealing someone’s lover, do you really have no ideas besides these underhanded tricks? For example, you, dear Miss Ray, what do you usually do to win over someone you love?”

Ray was caught off guard, her gaze wandering. “Me? Actually, I haven’t really…”

“All right, say no more. I get it. I’ll send you a gift on Singles’ Day.” Mr. Smith nodded gravely, making Island Girl fume with anger.

“So, Mr. Blake White, what about you? You’re an expert in this field.”

Blake White spread his hands. “There are indeed many ways to steal someone’s lover—you can use money, romance, sweet words, or personal charm. But I don’t think any of those methods would work on a superstar super soldier.”

“Because the other party is richer, more romantic, and more charming than you.”