sharp retort, she countered, “I doubt you’ve ever had a blind date yourself.”

Just as Lance was poised to respond, the mobile phone resting on the table abruptly chimed with an incoming call.

In a hushed tone, he raised a hand in a gesture of silence, then answered the call, his voice adopting a softer cadence. “What’s going on, Keilani?”

Keilani was a girl’s name.

Bettie remained uncertain about the nature of their conversation over the phone. She observed Lance Listening attentively before reassuring her, “Don’t fret. I’ll return in a few days and bring you some gifts. Alright then. Bye.”

Concluding the call, he placed the phone back on the table and cast an amiable smile in Bettie’s direction. “You were saying?”

replied, her eyebrows raised as curiosity got the better of

as he scrutinized

fathom why

of envy, Lance pressed his lips together, indulging

often received accolades for her discernment,”

Bettie scoffed

himself

commenced their choreographed ballet of serving, presenting

allowing its crimson essence to cascade into

other hand, indulged

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