“Friend of Lydia’s? She hasn’t finished her drink.

How about you take it for her?”

Eager to avoid further conflict, Hannah tried to dismiss the provocative woman, intent on leaving with Lydia.

But two young men blocked their way.

“What’s this about?” Hannah inquired, her gaze drifting to the array of bottles scattered across the table.

“Nobody leaves until the wine’s gone,” the woman retorted.

Hannah scoffed, “Three against one? Feeling strong, are we?”

Flustered, the woman stammered, “Did you think we’re ganging up on her? She wanted to drink with Mr.

Shaw, and we didn’t force her.

Right, Mr.

Shaw?”

Hannah first spotted the man in the booth’s corner when she glanced over.

In his casual attire, he appeared slightly disheveled.

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