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.

else she's got up her sleeve to win me over.' So, I scanned the crowd and found you patiently waiting in line for foie gras." The foie gras, freshly seared

renowned, was known for this delicacy, and Felicity had been craving it

alone; there were seven or eight others

until she was almost next

turn, the chef announced there was

happened to be the

watched the chef prepare the foie gras, she struck up a conversation, asking for

behind her expressed his desire for foie gras, prompting his mother to join the

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

looked at her eagerly and asked, "Sister, can you tell me what it tastes like?”

showing remarkable consideration, shared half with

and they sat together

Vermont approached and

tears glistening in

Vermont didn't finish his sentence; he

embarrassment at