Chapter: 169

They located an empty booth and settled in.

Tyrone excused himself to the restroom.

A young man boasting colorful hair approached their table, wine glass in hand, and queried, “May I have the pleasure of inviting you to dance?”

Declining his invitation, Sabrina said, “My apologies. I need a bit of rest.”

The stranger took a seat opposite Sabrina and gestured for the waiter.

He procured a glass of wine from the passing tray and slid it to Sabrina. “A drink, perhaps?”

but

I keep you company? Let

name is, miss?” The man presented an overly proud

his understanding of women. Though they might appear high-minded, a hint

“My name is…”

“Mr. Aston?”

on

Malcom’s demeanor shifted instantly. He quickly rose and said, “Mr. Blakely,

What are you talking about?” Tyrone inquired

was merely getting acquainted

Tyrone said, “Allow me

Offering an apologetic smile to Sabrina, he said,

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