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?"

my boyfriend's almost here," Sylvia

say no to me. You can come on your own, or

With that, he lunged.

her bag and cracked him across

his nose. "You'll regret that! Don't let me catch

the door to the exit, but Sylvia didn't stop to think. She bolted for

was right behind

but the guy

up, glancing

berth. She could just make out a few men. sitting inside the bartender

was closing

quickly, Sylvia plastered on a smile and slid into the booth, leaning in close to the man at the edge. "Mr. Zarat, long time

when she saw

to pretend she'd mistaken him for someone else apologize later, count on him not caring. But the man in

pinched the bridge of his nose, giving her a look that screamed, Talk about jumping from the frying par into the fire."

lips, his eyes narrowing with cold amusement. "Mr. Zarat, huh?

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