Chapter 2692

Seeing the coldness in Tildas expression, Rita whispered, I will down my drink.

Suit yourself.

Tilda found Ritas persistence quite irritating, yet she had to maintain her composure.

Without a word, she lightly tapped her glass against Ritas, the soft chime barely cutting through the silence.

She took a small sip of water, her face unreadable.

Thank you, Mrs.

Fernandez, Rita murmured, knowing full well she was forced to play submissive.

But she recognized this as her strength.

She believed that men were drawn to fragile women, not those who commanded power. Cradling a glass of wine, Rita made her way toward Lyndon.

in his direction

like to share a drink

are my benefactor, she said,

warm, flushed with

she filled

her tipsiness, she swayed, her balance

poured, her hand brushed against Lyndons arm,

his brow creased in

dont even know how to thank

most handsome, kind-hearted

glassy, her thoughts drifting somewhere beyond

reached out,

more wine, drink some

a drink with you, she insisted, her voice soft, almost childlike, as she stared at him with

Lyndon snapped, his voice cutting through

her lower lip as

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