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?”

raised as curiosity got the better of her. “Your

his lips as he

fathom why she’s so besotted to fall in Love with

envy, Lance pressed his lips together, indulging in a measured sip

received accolades for

Bettie scoffed and

himself

of serving, presenting an opulent

wine’s secrets, allowing its crimson essence to cascade into a glass,

abstained, Bettie, on the other

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