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.”

and ran her

not now, but

up at him with a raised eyebrow

Birthday” before turning and walking toward the exit of the

leaving an agitated Mona

going?” Morrison hurried

Rose didn’t respond.

You haven’t had

just too cloying for my

me? There’s a whole crowd waiting to eat your birthday

and whoever wants a piece

not stopping them.”

scanning the surroundings before shifting her gaze

leave all your guests hanging like

to

their fill, and

Mr. Witt of R City

Even Riley was taken aback for

bewildered, “Mr. Witt, are

Mr. Mason as

Mason, snorted, and said, “Of

him

to express my gratitude.

out, let feel free to ask for

childish remark—it

things go.

her forehead and without

out of

this a bit much? It’s

you’re leaving early?”

Rose turned to him.

been acting like this.”

off guard, Morrison stumbled over his words. “I also don’t really

I hate it,

vegan cream cake I ordered should

at our

watching Rose’s

up to her in a

let out a startled cry, instinctively wrapping her

around Morrison’s neck.

saw Morrison’s face close up,

me to death! What are you

holding her

to eat cake.”

you don’t like

going to

with it.”

cheeks flushed a sudden shade

shook her head with a mix of exasperation

eyes. “Well, that cheeky boy.

with Morrison, but none were

And she found herself at a

version of him.

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