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.

thought, 'Let's see what else she's got up her sleeve to win me over.' So, I scanned the crowd and found you patiently waiting

renowned, was known for this delicacy,

there were seven or eight

she was almost

her turn, the chef announced there

to be the

foie gras, she struck up a conversation, asking for hers to be cooked a bit

it was ready, a child behind her expressed his desire for

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

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 watched

consideration, shared half

together in a corner, relishing the foie

scene, Vermont approached and tapped her

up, tears glistening in her

then, I was thinking..." Vermont didn't finish his sentence;

pang of embarrassment at