“What? Well…” Sabrina was taken aback.

“What? Your jacket bore witness to the aftermath of your indisposition. I took it upon myself to dispose of it.”

With a contrite smile, Sabrina gingerly extricated herself from the covers and stood.

“I apologize profusely… And how much was your attire? I will gladly compensate you.”

“You needn’t trouble yourself with that. I possess substantial wealth.”

To Blayze, a mere garment hardly registered as significant. After a moment’s reflection, Sabrina proposed, “How about I treat you to dinner tonight?”

apprehending Hobson and his aid at the bar, it

lifted his gaze to

“Sounds great.”

at the paper bag resting on the sofa, he remarked, “By the way, I arranged for the acquisition of that new down jacket for you. What are

have an impeccable sense

actually my secretary who made the

Speechless, Sabrina stood there, at

the paper bag and

unzipped it, draping it over her form and then checking

certainly possesses

down jacket, ventured into

at her bore no trace of cosmetics. She scrutinized her reflection and found the scar on her face to be less conspicuous than

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