They located an empty booth and settled in.

Tyrone excused himself to the restroom.

A young man boasting colorful hair approached their table, wine glass in hand, and queried, “May I have the pleasure of inviting you to dance?”

Declining his invitation, Sabrina said, “My apologies. I need a bit of rest.”

The stranger took a seat opposite Sabrina and gestured for the waiter.

He procured a glass of wine from the passing tray and slid it to Sabrina. “A drink, perhaps?”

Sabrina was adamant. “Sorry, but I can’t drink.” @®

keep you company? Let

miss?” The man presented an

of women. Though they might appear high-minded, a hint of his wealthy

“My name is…”

“Mr. Aston?”

tapped Malcom on

shifted instantly. He quickly rose and said, “Mr. Blakely, didn’t expect to see you

What are you talking about?”

big deal. I was merely getting acquainted

next to Sabrina, Tyrone said, “Allow me to introduce my sister,

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