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.

scanned the crowd and found you patiently waiting in line for foie gras." The foie gras, freshly seared by the chef,

this

seven or eight

patiently until she was

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

to be the third

the foie gras, she struck up a conversation,

behind her expressed his

informed them it was sold out, and the mother pointed out

child remained composed, but when Felicity finally received her 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

consideration, shared half with

eyes lit up, and they sat together in a corner, relishing the

Vermont approached and tapped her on

tears glistening in her

Vermont didn't finish his sentence; he burst

of embarrassment at his laughter,