Drunk And Daring I Kissed A Tycoon! 179

hapter 179

"I'm not going to be polite about it," Alban said.

Dominic chuckled and gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder before turning to head out.

There were two doors in that private room. The person Dominic had asked Alban to find was waiting behind the other one.

Alban hadn't asked why. He only knew it had something to do with the Sowle family.

Dominic stepped inside.

Sitting there was a middle-aged woman with silver hair and a gaunt, hollowed- out face. When she saw Dominic, her eyes stayed blank for a long time, like she couldn't quite place reality.

Finally, she muttered, seeming to no one in particular, "My son was just as handsome as you."

Dominic gave her a gentle, polite smile. "Thank you. That's very kind of you."

Out on the terrace, Vespera was slumped over the table, half-supporting her head as she listened to her "legend" being retold for the tenth time.

The gossip was dramatic, graphic, and disturbingly detailed.

The recurring theme? That she had exceptional skills.

The wildest claim? That she had mastered a long-lost, ancient seduction technique used to enchant men beyond reason.

At first, Yasmine had tried to console her. But the longer it went on, the more it sounded like she wanted to head down and listen herself.

her head resting on Vespera's shoulder. Her voice was syrupy

rest of her

floor above and approached the gossiping group with a

hand with the balance bead bracelet on it and began making vague gestures

group froze, clearly uncomfortable,

is she

let out a long, heavy gh. "Within the week... all of

that, she turned

group sat frozen in place, eyes wide, jaws slack-until their expressions slowly morphed into

by the time she caught up with Vespera. "Vera, you're

face remained solemn. "Who said I was

halfway believing

"Nahi. Totally

Yasmine gave her

was nothing she could do in this kind of setting. She couldn't exactly throw down at a

no less. And if she got into a public hair-

wouldn't be a great

come out, but Dominic was nowhere to

who that mysterious

"Yaz, do

Mr. Clarke invited tonight that

"Wasn't it your Dominic?"

even bother correcting

considers someone important enough to personally invite, it's only

"Alright, I get it."

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