Georgia hurried forward, blocking his path with a plea in her eyes, "This time it's for real. I swear I'll change. No more screaming or pressuring you." It had taken a lot of effort to convince Angelina to do her this favor, and even more so for Angelina to persuade Remington to arrange a meeting with Alaric.

This chance, if she lost it, her and Alaric's future would be over.

"Get lost!" Alaric, who had managed to keep his temper in check until now, was visibly agitated.

His usual demeanor was laid-back and charmingly mischievous, but Georgia was the only one who could drive him to the brink of fury.

Alaric's raised voice had caught the attention of other diners, with some turning their heads curiously towards him and Georgia.

A waiter, sensing the brewing storm, approached cautiously and asked, "Sir, Ma'am, is there anything I can help you with?"

"We have a reservation by the window. Could you please seat us there? The booking's under the number 135..." Georgia said, maintaining her composure.

had to keep her cool. Only by staying calm could she

her fiery heiress temperament, she'd lose the love of her

way, please," the waiter said

moved, she stayed put. She knew if she walked away, Alaric might just leave. Standing

filled with anger, staring back at her with an intensity that screamed for her

worried you're losing weight, concerned you're not doing well on your own, not eating properly. He went through all this trouble to have you over for a good meal, and if

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

cut her off,

the meal, not

stay, Georgia quickly dried her tears and followed him, a triumphant

seated by the window, Georgia naturally took the

mentioned, "It seems you've already placed your order. I'll go ahead and get

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