If it weren’t for the fact that someone had decided to pit her against Rose over

the same dress, things might not have escalated to this point.

Mason arched an eyebrow and scratched his temple, with a sheepish

expression on his face. “Hey, I was just doing a favor for someone.”

Who would’ve thought that a dress-clash could cause such a drama? Indeed,

that woman was just as the rumors had said—a real she-devil.

A simple garment had sparked this whole “bloodbath,” probably all part of her

wicked plan.

He shivered involuntarily. Terrifying, utterly terrifying.

Enter title…

Rose noticed Mason’s words, as well as his subsequent expressions and subtle

actions. She raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.d2

Doing a favor for someone?

When she first realized her dress clashed with Mona’s, she thought it had been

Mona’s doing—like she was flaunting her victory.

She’d even worried that someone would make a joke out of the baby bump she

was sporting. After all, a dress-clash was one thing, but with her protruding belly,

it could become a laughingstock.

But now, it seemed the tables had turned in her favor. Who could be behind

this?

Catching Rose’s gaze, Mason lifted his head and offered her a small smile and

a nod. She nodded back, smiling.

The hand wrapped around her waist tightened. Snapping back to reality, she

noticed Morrison glaring at her with a furrowed brow. “What’s up?”

Morrison pursed his lips. “Stay away from him, he’s a creep.”

Rose was speechless for a moment before retorting, “Have you seen the state

your Mona’s in? And you’re worried about others?”

“What are you talking about, when is she mine? Watch your mouth.”

chuckled, shrugged off his grip, and ran her fingers

now, but it

she glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow and casually wished

turning and walking toward the exit

an agitated

are you going?”

Rose didn’t respond.

You haven’t had your

Sweets are just too cloying

a whole crowd

there, and whoever

not stopping them.”

scanning the surroundings before

you want to leave all your guests hanging

turned, and shouted to Riley: “Order two

fill, and thank them for

Mr. Witt of R

announcements. Even Riley was taken

“Mr. Witt, are we really

to Mr.

snorted, and said,

him for

enough to express my

free to ask for more in

the childish remark—it seemed

things go.

helpless, smoothed her forehead

out of the

a bit much? It’s my birthday,

you’re leaving early?”

stride, Rose turned to him.

been acting like this.”

his words. “I

I hate

shame because the vegan

our place about

Rose’s retreating figure. Grinding

up to her in a few long steps

behind. “Ah…” Rose let out a startled cry, instinctively wrapping her

around Morrison’s neck.

steadied, she saw Morrison’s face

shoulder. “You scared me

took large steps forward, holding her

to eat cake.”

you said you don’t like

“Not only am I going to eat cake, but

with it.”

cheeks flushed a sudden shade of

her head with a mix of

that cheeky

countless memories of clashing with Morrison, but none

shamelessly rogue. And she found herself at a loss on how to handle

version of him.

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