“He must have just gotten back–I didn’t hear anything about it either.”

Cole cast a fleeting glance, then turned away, leading Alessia down the stairs by the hand.

Alessia frowned but didn’t bother to linger. The guy was irrelevant–hardly worth even a moment of her attention.

“So, you’re Miss Tate?” The man tried to slick back his thinning hair, clearly thinking he looked charming, though the lecherous gleam in his eyes ruined any chance of

that.

“Yes.” Ileana was as proud and haughty as ever, openly displaying her disgust. It was obvious she couldn’t stand the sight of this greasy, pig–faced man.

She pulled a tissue from her purse and held it to her nose, as if his very breath. threatened to pollute the air around her.

“Order whatever you want–I’ll cover the whole thing,” he declared grandly.

A thick gold chain hung from his neck, and every inch of him screamed nouveau

riche.

The more he spoke, the more speechless Ileana became, and the less she could

tolerate him.

She couldn’t stay any longer. Grabbing her bag, she stood up to leave.

happy, the Tate family is finished,” he sneered, not even bothering to move as she rose. He barely managed

and, seething with anger, sat back

her if she dared to offend this fat bastard, he’d cut off her

was hell. She was already suffering; if the last card was canceled, she wouldn’t even

ahead and order.” Seeing her sit, the

the menu at

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Just as she reached for the menu,

abrupt movement

“What are you doing?!”

finished his sentence, Ileana had already bolted,

his prize was slipping away.

gut and lumbering steps left

didn’t even look back. She just

restaurant.

with embarrassment, he

Alessia arched an eyebrow. Who knew dinner could come with such entertainment? Not a bad

“Let’s go.”

taking Alessia’s hand as naturally as

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