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, and I’ll follow

to sleep with him, and the prize was seemingly within

pay.

desk, the black

“I’m 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

was dumbstruck; how could the

again, please. This black card was issued by the Perlman

dismissing

called over security, who escorted

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

station!”

Whitney and the thug were the manager’s guests.

did not have the funds. She had only relied on Monica’s card to

manager urged, watching his

swallow her

man lifted his gaze lazily, his face cold, and said to Whitney,

this turn of events but figured it

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kneeling Roselyn, and shared it in the buzzing alumni chat. Everyone was waiting for the follow–up

saw Roselyn kneeling at Whitney’s table,

posted the

chat went eerily

at the man, who must have heard her phone

his look detached and proud. Roselyn must

message. [Having someone kneel while you dine adds a touch

been silent until now, even when the chat was

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