Chapter 22

Balch was a real neat freak. He always hiit the bathroom before wrapping up any meal, even if it was just for a quick hand wash.

This had become a longterm habit, and his friends were used to it.

He pushed the door to the bathroom, finding it empty.

Meanwhile, back in the private dining room where Seraphina was, Terrell was sitting comfortably, reaching out for the cream of mushroom soup that the waiter was bringing over.

But before he could get a grip, the waiter’s hand loosened.

The soup dish fell on the table, splashing most of the soup on Terrell.

Terrell jumped up, “What the hell, man?

The waiter rushed to apologize,

pushed him

you head to the bathroom and freshen up? I’ll get you

for?”

he walked out of the private dining room. Terrell tossed the tissue he had in his hand onto the table and once again

open the door, lowered his head, and picked up a hand towel from the basin to wipe off the soup stains from his clothes.

who it was, Terrell’s face changed color.

washing his hands as usual, not

managed to say after

focusing on washing his hands without even

bathroom was silent, with only the sound of water echoing off the walls. It was eerie how still the air was.

breath of Seraphina in one of

two guys outside, but because of the man

stall with a man, or more precisely, she was

this man was… Leandro.

steady her breathing and heart rate, but most of her energy was spent on keeping Leandro in place, covering his

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