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.”

his grip, and ran her fingers through her

but

him with a raised eyebrow and casually

and walking toward the

leaving an

going?” Morrison hurried

Rose didn’t respond.

haven’t had your

too cloying for my

crowd

right there, and whoever

not stopping them.”

before shifting her gaze

you sure you want to leave all your guests hanging

turned, and shouted to Riley: “Order two more cakes,

their fill,

too stunned to react. This Mr. Witt of R

Riley was taken

“Mr. Witt, are we really

to Mr.

said, “Of

to him for helping Mrs.

is not enough to express my

out, let feel free to

childish remark—it seemed the man would never

things go.

smoothed her

stride out of the

Isn’t this a bit much? It’s my

you’re leaving early?”

to him. “This isn’t the first time

been acting like this.”

off guard, Morrison stumbled over his

I hate

vegan cream cake I ordered should

our place about

watching Rose’s retreating

up to her in a few long steps

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

around Morrison’s neck.

saw Morrison’s face close

shoulder. “You scared me to

took large steps forward, holding her in his

to eat cake.”

you don’t like

“Not only am I going to eat cake, but I’m

with it.”

a sudden shade of

a mix of exasperation and

“Well, that cheeky

countless memories of clashing with Morrison, but

rogue. And she found herself at a loss on how

version of him.

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