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.

curved, “Go settle the bill, and I’ll follow

sleep with him, and the prize

pay.

the front desk, the black card suddenly did not

for a Southern Elegance Club membership. Please pay in cash, or it’s considered dining and dashing, and we will notify the police. You’re

how could the card be

again, please. This black card was issued by the Perlman family’s second son,

sneered, dismissing Simon

who escorted

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

station!”

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

did not have the funds. She had only relied on

The manager urged,

only swallow her pride and

cold, and said to Whitney,

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,

posted the

went eerily

at the man, who must have

Roselyn must be blind to mistake

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

been silent until now, even when

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