Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Felicity blushed, her hand poised to strike, but Vermont grabbed it and pulled her into his embrace.

"You know, when you dashed off after that fib the other day and Corbin Steven asked me about you, I instantly knew you were pulling a fast one.

I didn't even recognize you.

But back then, I just figured it was another ploy from some wannabe celebrity trying to grab my attention.

With my looks and wealth, I attract quite the crowd." Felicity made a face of disgust.

"Such a narcissist!" Vermont chuckled.

"I've seen all sorts of tactics, but you're the first to greet me with a hug as if we've known each other for ages.

I thought maybe it was because you were not exactly a heartthrob, so you had to resort to some unique methods to catch my eye." Felicity bristled slightly at the "not exactly a heartthrob" remark but was intrigued by Vermont's initial impression of her.

Her curiosity piqued.

"I was intrigued, though.

win me over.' So, I scanned the crowd and found you patiently waiting

this delicacy, and Felicity had

wasn't alone; there were seven or

waited patiently until she

be her turn, the chef announced there was only enough for three more servings, and

to be

she watched the chef prepare the foie gras, she struck up a conversation, asking for hers to be cooked

expressed his desire

regretfully informed them it was sold out, and the mother pointed out that the last one was reserved for

foie gras, he looked at her eagerly and asked, "Sister, can you tell me what it tastes like?” Who could refuse under such circumstances? Felicity handed the foie gras to the child and

remarkable consideration, shared half with

and they sat together in a corner, relishing

Vermont approached and tapped her on

up, tears

didn't finish his sentence; he

pang of embarrassment at his laughter, unsure