Chapter 109 An Eight Minutes Date

Dominic looked exceptionally serious. Each word that came out of his mouth was spoken with hostility toward me.

“Camille was too feeble to run after you, but she did so in order to catch up with you. Have you any consideration for her? Are you going to take full responsibility if anything happens to her?”

Camille can’t run fast? What a joke! Then’s who’s that who challenged me for a race when we were schooling?

I mean, I can understand that you guys are tying the knot soon and you care for your wife. Why do you have to bring me into the picture and misjudge me?

“So, how does that have anything to do with me? Did I ask her to run after me? Moreover, does the law say that I must respond whenever someone calls my name? Is that your rule?”

Dominic’s face was a mess as he glared at me as if he was ready to pounce on me and devour his prey.

Pushing him away, I growled, “Let me go!”

Not only did he not relinquish his grip, but he also went on to hold on ever more firmly. “Say sorry to Camille.”

Enraged, I lifted my head. “Are you going to let me go?”

“Apologize,” he demanded, gritting his teeth.

In return, I sneered, “You want me to apologize to Camille, right? Sure. Camille, come over here.”

She hesitated before approaching me.

“Liliana, don’t fight with Dominic. I…”

Before she could finish her sentence, I raised my arm and landed a slap across her face.

Smack!

Camille froze. I could tell that she was not able to comprehend what had just happened.

The onlookers started gossiping and pointing their fingers at us three.

Dominic released his

let go? If he

much-needed moral support. Leaning on Dominic, she wept

console her. Then, he picked her up

stared daggers at me. “Liliana, I’ll settle the

replied coldly, “Sure, I’m looking forward

hand and pushed ourselves out of the

hesitate to throw heavier punches at them

even wanted to get even? Come one, what is he trying to prove? I can go and

you spoke about, what time does it start?

“Huh?” Shannon was flabbergasted.

asking you what time is our date?

and clapped her hands after regaining her senses. “That’s the spirit! Let’s get nicer clothes, glam up, and wow

we spent the rest of our afternoon having a

us wore our best and stood waiting

 Looks like the standards for the eight-minute blind date

an amateur in this, Shannon briefly shared her

a round table, where eight males

the men would switch seats. This would repeat until all participants had a quick conversation with every one of the

how they would want to take their newfound

in, it’s

response

realized that everyone was already there,

sitting around the table whereas the fifth one was

beauties, you’re late. Don’t forget to bottoms up later

and I exchanged glances and took our seats as we nodded at

and gentlemen, it’s fated for us all to gather here in this wonderful evening. I wish you all the

the host

opening speech, the timed conversations

told, I loathe this type of event, which I had joined by

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