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Natasha calmly took a sip of her drink.“Your face isn’t worth that much anyway.”

“Pfft.” Sadie laughed out loud.

That line hit with double meaning. First, Matthew was clearly on Olivia’s side.

To him, even if Natasha and Sadie had done nothing wrong, they were guilty by association–and his obnoxious mouth didn’t help his case either.

Second, power in the Hill family now rested with his cousin Ramona. Matthew, once a lawless brat who thought the world revolved around him as one of the only legitimate heirs, had been crushed under Ramona’s rise in the past two years.

Out in public, Matthew really didn’t have much face left.

Matthew’s face turned dark. ‘These two have tongues like blades.’

But thinking of his real purpose, Matthew held it in and waved over a server. “Drinks,” he ordered.

Soon, a spread of colorful cocktails was placed on the table.

Natasha turned them down without hesitation. “Not sharing a table.”

Matthew cursed under his breath. ‘Damn it. Do I look like I need to share a damn table to get

drinks?‘

“Natasha, you were behind that whole thing with the hired trolls a while back, weren’t you? Drink all this tonight and I’ll let it go,” Matthew said.

“Let it go?” Natasha shot back. “Who cares what you do?”

Even before this, Matthew had never once gone easy on her.

Every time she clashed with Olivia, Matthew was the first to come charging in like a rabid dog. Natasha had gotten used to it by now.

Matthew pushed on. “Alright, let’s make a bet. If you last longer than me, I’ll leave you alone for three months and even buy you a car. But if I win, you need to apologize to Olivia for an hour.”

“Not betting, Natasha replied flatly.

Matthew; “Fine, just ten minutes of public apology”

Natasha: “Not playing.”

Matthew snapped, “What, scared of losing?”

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lazy glance. “Please. That kind of reverse psychology doesn’t even

damn annoying?‘

got to his feet and

stopped, eyes narrowing. “Whether you drink

out of here

tension was electric, though hidden beneath the bar’s thumping music. No one else

doing out here? Come on, let’s hit the VIP room.”

Matthew’s reputation within the family, outside he was still a young master of the Hill family–and always had people eager to kiss

a drink, but they’re a little icy

see how you

eyes lit up. They didn’t have Matthew’s kind of cash–thirty thousand dollars for one drink was a

on the table and swallowed hard. Then all eyes locked onto

hanging around bars for years, they hadn’t seen

wonder Matthew was interested. A

eyes stepped forward. “You ladies are being rude. Mr. Hill offering you a drink–it’s called

to pin her in place with brute strength. But before he could

cursed, “Back off! Blind mutt–who the hell do

full glass of liquor at another guy who’d been eyeing her

with

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back–but the icy fire

knew the retaliation wouldn’t stop at just

move made the rest hesitate. They thought, ‘Anyone bold enough to defy Matthew and still strike back

tricks on women like that? No

face darkened.

guys still hesitated. One of them, clearly more cautious, asked carefully, “Mr. Hill, you know

chuckle. “What’s there to be scared of? One’s a fake heiress whose dad doesn’t even love her. The other

looked the women up and down. “The only thing valuable about them is their looks.

Matthew doubled down. “Bet none of you know she’s actually

a beer bottle came crashing down on his head, cutting off his attempt to drag Sadie

mixed and ran down his face. Through the sticky warmth, Matthew

also know that legally, I can

smiling like sunshine, beautiful and innocent–yet something about it sent a chill straight to