“Who?”

“Hayden. By the way, why haven’t you told him who your real husband is?

He thought you were married to Emmett.”

Debbie knew Hayden had mistaken Emmett for her husband. Yet she wasn’t interested in explaining anything to him, and he likely wouldn’t even believe it.

“I don’t need to explain anything to him. Anyway, it’s not like we’re an item,” Debbie replied firmly.

“Sounds about right. I’m looking forward to the day Portia finds out you’re Mrs. Hilton. I can see the look on her face. Aha…ha…” Kasie leaned against the sofa, bursting into wild laughter

Right then, the door of the empty VIP room was pushed open. A group of businessmen walked in as a man said politely, “Emmett, this is the room we reserved.

to see a woman lying casually on the sofa. When she

asked curiously, ““Kasie?

her phone

noisy out there, so I wanted a quiet spot to talk

next second, he remembered something and stopped in her tracks. After pulling her out of

her eyes in

say? A meal with

nodded casually, confirming her

I have

have some free time, I can buy you a handbag, cosmetics, whatever

were going through her head right now, none of them good. He was paying her to go out with him? Wouldn’t that be like a prostitute? If the comparison was valid, then did that make her a whore? And what did that do to her image? What if someone found out? And was that all she was to him? A

enough, but his offer of “a

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