Darien was stunned as he glanced down at the bill in his hand.

Over $300,000...

He blinked, staring at Ellie in disbelief. "What is this supposed to mean?"

Ellie didn't respond and instead turned her gaze to the manager.

The manager immediately spoke up. "Mr. Britt, you've spent $357,000 tonight. Will that be credit or cash?"

Darien blinked again, looking back at Ellie.

Ellie smiled. "Mr. Britt…"

She dragged out his name in a mocking tone, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Her cold gaze bore into him as she chuckled softly. "The manager is waiting for you to settle the bill. Why are you looking at me?"

Darien swallowed hard, his brow furrowing.

"Ellie, stop playing games."

Ellie crossed her arms. "You can't pay the bill, but I'm the one playing games?"

Meanwhile, Mollie was completely confused.

Her two friends were even more bewildered, speaking up in unison.

"Mollie, what's going on? Isn't this Darien's bar? I remember we used to come here, and he'd just put it on his tab. Why are they asking for payment now?"

what's happening? Ask him! The way Ellie's acting, you'd think she

to Darien. "Darien, what's going

swallowed nervously. "I...

wouldn't be thinking of

explained matter-of-factly, "We can call the police. Anyone involved would be taken in. For

slid over to Mollie and her friends. "And

accomplices, so they'd be looking

smirked. "Darien, did you hear that? If you can't pay, you

a breath of fresh air to Keira and Erin,

pistachios, leaned over and

nothing better than seeing a

Keira blinked.

is up with

of things. She turned to Darien in disbelief. "Darien, what is going on? Ellie, you came here a few times, and now you claim this

matter who owns the bar; you still have

turned back to Darien. "What's wrong? Can't afford it? Maybe you and your girlfriend should split

about? I... I

you over the years, hasn't he? It wouldn't be too much to ask for you to cover half, would it? Unless... well, you are an accomplice, and that's five years in

"You!"

Darien, her eyes wide.

You're embarrassing me in front of all

get mad. What does that have to do

"You..."

of the crowd on him, finally spoke through gritted

"Are you asking me for a

extended her hand, and the manager quickly handed her

about this: however you poured me wine earlier,

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