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.

lips trembled with fear. The man’s lips curved, “Go settle the bill,

prize was

pay.

at the front desk, the black card suddenly did not

has been canceled. It’s not sufficient for a Southern Elegance Club membership. Please pay in cash,

dumbstruck; how could the card

again, please. This black card was issued

dismissing Simon as

who escorted Roselyn right

it out for her, “You’ve offended my guest. Apologize on your knees, or it’s off

station!”

Whitney and the thug were the

funds. She had only relied on Monica’s

manager

could only swallow her pride and

his gaze lazily, his face cold, and said to Whitney, “Give me

of events but figured it was his play. She handed over her

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in the buzzing alumni chat. Everyone was waiting for the follow–up on Whitney’s supposed

Roselyn kneeling at Whitney’s table, with Whitney half

posted the

chat went eerily

at the man, who must have heard

and proud. Roselyn must be blind

typed a message. [Having someone kneel while you dine adds a touch of excitement, doesn’t

had been silent until now, even when

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