Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

York's lips quirked up in a smirk as he followed her out.

His girl was going through a rough patch. Wasn't it his duty to show a little care?

...

Back at the dinner, Dave was a shell of a man, forcing smiles and toasting the big shots.

Leda had dumped him, and his threats held no water with her. This dinner was his last shot.

"...Mr. Harrison, we've met a few times, but today's the first I'm privileged enough to propose a toast to you. I hope for your support in the future."

In past dinners, Dave didn't even get a chance to get close to the tycoons, much less toast them.

Cliff gave a half-smile, arms folded, "Dave... was it?"

"Dave."

"Right, Dave. Got a decent tolerance for liquor, huh?"

"Oh, just barely managing to keep up, you flatter me."

"I hear you're gunning for the role of the third lead in Mr. Shaw's new blockbuster series?"

Dave's expression turned serious: "What are you implying, Mr. Harrison?"

"It's not off the table. Right, Mr. Shaw?"

what Cliff

Dave's eyes lit up.

one tiny condition. Should

"Name it."

on this table,

were spoken, the onlookers exchanged glances, eager for

"Mr. Harrison, this seems

to drink. Just means

a minefield of

wine, white

it

only a moment

"I'll drink."

Cliff applauded, "Well done."

started chugging, Cliff texted

[Done as you asked]

mess with him, just because he

a casual thing between you two. Can't take

the messages, he got

was following

really knew how to live it

now

to hit

and walked away. Leaving the guy fuming