205-1 Am Inviting Myself To Flynn’s c..

Beatrice's POV:

I have returned to the cafe with lost hopes. I didn't know who else to turn to for help. Just when I have stepped a foot into the Cafe, I saw a familiar. The face I didn't want to see again unless I know how to defeat him and punish him for running everything just because he was hurt.

"Seems like the servers are very unprofessional here. I wonder why my brothers love to come here," Flynn smirked when commenting on me to Pamela. She turned around and passed me a miserable smile.

I could already tell he had bothered her enough.

■ It's fine. I can take care of this," I told Pamela as I plodded close by his table.

The white shirt and clean hairstyle could fool no one. I knew he was a dirty rascal.

Pamela waited a little longer before she trudged back into the kitchen.

"Look at you! stripped off of every single luxury, yet your attitude is only swelling. But how are you Beatrice? Tell me, was that chaos you created worthy of losing everything you ever cared about?" he had a grinning face when spreading his arm behind his chair and looked me shamelessly in the eye.

"How is the crown, Flynn? Is it too tight? Or perhaps too heavy?" I asked with an angry smirk on my lips. I was trying to look okay because showing him weakness meant letting him enjoy another victory.

it’s the perfect size. Seems like it was made especially for me," he joked, running his hand over his head and

legs of yours and penetrated your panties,

other customers secretly stared at my legs and

complain about that kind of treatment, but now that an alpha King was opening a door for such nasty comments, I was

that day is not far when you will no longer need to ask others how many hands and been up their

I hope to see you come," he smirked, pulling out an invitation and throwing it on the table

as a guest, obviously. Your cafe will be serving US. We have already paid Mr. Ubel

the invitation card from the table, as I

be fun to watch him cry his

I

already got everything," he commented with an upturned nose and got out of his seat to leave. His mission here was over,

to find Pamela standing by the shelf and staring at

I

officially moving out of the mansion in a few months to take care of the packs under them. In fact, that’s what this list is about. We are supposed to deliver some sweets for the Spade

the advance from them," she

about me. I will personally deliver the sweets to their mansion," I said with a

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