The woman scoffed, her high heels clicking against the pavement as she turned and walked away.

York, however, only chuckled lightly, dismissing her words with a wave of his hand.

The bitterness of love?

Please-

Give me a break!

No sooner had the woman left than a young girl stepped out of the bar.

She was wearing a mini skirt, showing off her creamy legs, with her curly hair flowing over her shoulders, and her makeup was flawless, making her look like a living doll. "Mr. Gibson..."

She moved closer, expecting him to welcome her advances, but York smoothly stepped aside.

With a long arm, he pulled Leda close by the waist.

Leda, who had been happily people-watching, gasped in surprise.

York looked at the young girl, "Sorry, you're a bit late."

The girl bit her lip, casting a resentful glance at Leda before reluctantly walking away.

"Using me as a shield?" Leda crossed her arms, a cold laugh escaping her lips, "And get your filthy hand off me!"

York had intended to let go, but now he didn't want to.

"What if I don't? What are you going to do about it?"

Leda laughed, a hint of challenge in her eyes, "Playing dirty now? Fine."

understand the warning in her smile, he found his

pain sounded like a pig

play

it! Let go, my arm's

her eyes,

didn't let go, instead placing his hand back

"Now, can you

help but laugh, though it was more out

to where it was, only to ask

a child to get up from where they

scenario, York was

Leda was the parent!

Damn!

What an insult!

A blatant insult!

out of the bar,

your mind?! You said we'd meet at eight, look at the time now! How long have you kept me waiting?! Everyone's time

on the way here, or there was some emergency, but now

expression turning into a sneer, "Busy flirting

hand was still on Leda's

he did that on

up appearances for your

en

that, he stormed

hand,

quickly retracted his

the man leave, wondering

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