Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 13

He did not seem like the type to indulge in frivolity.

Whitney rose with a chill in her voice, “Let’s go, Sir. Ignore the barking mutt.”

“She involved me, so now she’ll have to howl in misery.”

Roselyn did not grasp the man’s meaning, only noticing how his thin lips curled into an irresistible charm, saying, “What are you spacing out for? Order, come on.”

“Fine, order whatever you want!” Roselyn tossed down her black card.

The man elegantly summoned the manager, who shivered under his gaze, dutifully saying, “Please place your

order, Sir.”

“Bring me all of your menus,” the man said.

Roselyn figured there was only a menu or two at most.

But the manager presented twenty menus, each listing 20 dishes!

The man’s voice was cool as he said, “Serve everything.”

“What in the world are you doing?” Roselyn gasped.

“Didn’t you want to treat me to a meal?”

Once the words were out, with the alumni chat live–streaming, Roselyn steeled herself, “Alright then, the credit limit on Monica’s black card is quite substantial!”

After serving four hundred dishes, the total came to three million dollars.

man’s lips curved, “Go settle the bill,

with him, and the prize

pay.

desk, the black card

sorry, but this card has been canceled. It’s not sufficient for a Southern Elegance Club membership. Please pay in cash, or it’s considered dining and dashing, and we will notify the police.

how could the card be void?

card was issued by the Perlman family’s

dismissing Simon as

called over security, who escorted Roselyn

guest. Apologize on your knees, or it’s off to the

station!”

the thug were the

not have the funds. She had only

manager urged, watching his

swallow her pride

cold, and said

but figured

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man opened her Facebook, snapped a photo of kneeling Roselyn, and shared it in the buzzing alumni chat. Everyone was waiting for the follow–up on Whitney’s

Roselyn kneeling at Whitney’s table, with Whitney half in

had posted the

went eerily

who must

brows were deep–set, his look detached and proud. Roselyn must be blind to mistake him

raised an eyebrow, then typed a message. [Having someone kneel while you dine adds

been silent until now, even when the chat was

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