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 curved, “Go settle the bill, and

sleep with him, and the prize was seemingly within

pay.

front desk, the black card suddenly did

manager stated flatly, “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 dining and dashing,

was dumbstruck; how could the card

card was issued by the Perlman

dismissing Simon as

security, who escorted Roselyn right back to Whitney’s

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

station!”

at Whitney, unable to believe that Whitney and the thug were the manager’s

she did not have the funds. She had only relied

or not?” The manager urged, watching his esteemed

swallow her

face cold, and said to

this turn of events but figured it was his play. She

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

at Whitney’s table, with Whitney half

had posted

went eerily

who must have heard

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

kneel while

silent until now, even when the chat was at

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