Chapter 511

She turned him down politely. Guys with money, she knew, liked to save face- they wouldn't push if you brushed them off with manners.

But she'd miscalculated.

The man took a slow sip of whiskey, then sneered. "Go on, keep pretending. Saw you the second you walked in. You're alone."

"My boyfriend's on his way," Sylvia replied, calm as ever.

"Yeah? I'd love to see when he shows up." The guy wasn't buying it. He was a regular at this kind of game.

Sensing things were off, Sylvia reached into her purse and hit Lester's number. He couldn't have gone far.

But there was no reply.

The man noticed her anxiety, smirked, and nodded toward a booth in the back. "My buddies are over there. Come join us for a drink?"

thanks. Like I said, my boyfriend's almost

women don't say no to me. You can come on your own,

With that, he lunged.

and cracked him across

howled, clutching his nose. "You'll regret that!

didn't stop to think. She

right behind

way out, but the guy already had his

backed up, glancing

closest booth was empty, people giving it a wide berth. She could just make out a few men. sitting inside

was

smile and slid into the booth, leaning in close to the man

caught when

someone else apologize later, count on him not caring. But the

of them she knew: Chris. He pinched the bridge of his nose, giving her a look that screamed, Talk about jumping from the frying par

puff of smoke escaping his lips, his eyes narrowing with cold amusement. "Mr.

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