“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?”

his aid at the bar, it seemed only fitting

his gaze

“Sounds great.”

on the sofa, he remarked, “By the way, I arranged for the acquisition of that

impeccable

my secretary who

Sabrina stood there,

down jacket from the paper bag and

it, draping it over her form and then checking her reflection

certainly

by her response. Subsequently, Sabrina shed the down jacket, ventured into the bathroom and attended to her face, dabbing

back at her bore no trace of cosmetics. She scrutinized her reflection and found the scar on her face

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