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.

made especially for me," he joked, running his hand over his head and pretending to touch

yours and penetrated your panties, sticking their fingers up your tight and

secretly stared at my legs and then

now that an alpha King was opening a door for such

because that day is not far when you will no longer need to ask others how many hands and been up their asses," I smiled, purposely hinting I was not

I only came here to let you know I'm accepting Mariah on her 20th birthday. I hope to see you come," he smirked, pulling out an invitation

cafe will be serving US. We have already paid Mr. Ubel

the invitation card from the table, as I was going to enjoy this ceremony more than

his

something?" I still asked him, letting him choose his

nose and got out of his seat to leave. His mission here was over, so he

the kitchen to find Pamela standing by

I asked

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 mansion to celebrate the great new beginning," she detailed the whole news

already accepted the advance from them," she said this time, expressing her fear

don't worry about me. I will personally deliver the sweets to their

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