Chapter 139

She used to get jealous-now she didn't even bat an eyelash.

Heh. Isadora, do you really not care anymore?

Sammy frowned. He was certain he hadn't invited this woman.

His tone was cold. "What are you doing here?"

Elise's voice was sweet and gentle. "Charlie, it's your birthday. I came all this way just to celebrate with you."

"Celebrate?" Sammy's reply was blunt, almost dismissive. "I get it, your heart's in the right place. But you've seen the birthday boy now, so why don't you head home?"

He was making it clear he wanted her gone.

Suddenly, Scales piped up from the couch, "Didn't you just say parties are only fun with a crowd, Sammy?"

Sammy instantly realized this was Scales' doing, and shot him a glare.

He glanced at the man lounging in the corner-Magnus.

Magnus stayed silent, making no move to send Elise away.

Fine. Why was he even bothering to care? Magnus deserved to be dumped by Isadora.

tipsy, scoffed and blurted out, "Well, look who decided to

people nearby exchanged knowing looks, and

flushed bright

know you're friends with Isadora, but that's no reason to

blaming Isadora for

you is an insult, sure, but does it really need to be a special occasion? Dressed like that, you're clearly here to snare a man. Only a fool would fall for

pointed

mocking laugh. "You've got a sharp tongue for a celebrity. How about putting it to

it," Nanette

had brought a flush to her cheeks, and her lips looked especially red

taunting. "Winner gets to order the loser to either strip off a piece of clothing

planned to kiss

eyes. This was obviously a game rigged

out, trying to pull Nanette

Nanette

"I'm in," she said.

time, she swore, she'd

Isadora was dragged

well," a deep voice murmured from the

grew anxious. "Count me

just like that, the game began. The host

Ms.

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