A Man Like None Other

As Lincoln clocked everyone’s expressions, his lips curved into a barely perceptible arc. “Although this meal today isn’t that expensive, I know many of you are rather strapped for cash now. As long as you toast me, I’ll foot the bill for you!”

After he had finished saying that, he shifted his gaze to Hilda and Lincoln, making it abundantly clear that his words were meant for them.

“Wow, thank you, Lincoln! Let me be the first person to toast you!”

No sooner had his words rang out than someone picked up his wine glass and toasted the man.

Soon, everyone toasted him with toady grins on their faces. In the end, Hilda, Kai, and Yolanda were the only ones who hadn’t done so.

“Aren’t you going to toast Lincoln, Yolanda?” Yvonne queried.

“I can afford to pay eight thousand.”

Yolanda’s meaning was more than clear—she would rather pay out of her own pocket than toast Lincoln.

“Stop acting as though you’re rich! How many clients would you have to sleep with before you make that much? I was just saying that for your own good, yet you’re not the least bit grateful!” Yvonne grumbled with a roll of her eyes.

bolt of thunder that struck

mortified at

nonsense are you spouting, Yvonne?

feet with a bottle

spouting nonsense. Do

willing to back down

In the

regarded her as a close friend,

she roared, “Why are you two making a scene? I was the one who arranged the class reunion today! Are you two going against me to kick up a

the host just

that bellow. Yolanda, on the

males. She was rather pleasing to the eyes, after all, and they could possibly bed

her head lowered

all eat together! You guys don’t get to eat

about Yolanda other than Hilda, who consoled her tirelessly. But still,