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

to sleep with him, and the prize was seemingly

pay.

at the front desk, the black card suddenly did

sufficient for a Southern Elegance Club membership. Please pay in cash, or it’s considered dining and dashing,

how could the card be

card was issued by the Perlman family’s second

dismissing

who escorted Roselyn right back to Whitney’s

manager laid it out for her, “You’ve offended my guest. Apologize on your

station!”

Whitney, unable to believe that Whitney and the thug were the manager’s guests. Her eyes blazed, her face

have the funds. She had only relied on Monica’s card to trample over

kneel or not?” The manager

could only swallow

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

of events but figured it

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

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

had posted

went eerily

who must have

his look detached and proud. Roselyn must be blind to mistake him for a

typed a message. [Having someone kneel while you dine adds a touch of excitement,

been silent until now, even when the

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