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.”

off his grip, and ran her fingers through her

not now, but it

she glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow and

walking toward the

leaving an

you going?” Morrison

Rose didn’t respond.

had your cake

it. Sweets are just too cloying

a whole crowd waiting to eat your birthday

right there, and whoever wants a

not stopping them.”

the surroundings before shifting

sure you want to leave all your guests hanging like

and shouted to Riley: “Order two

fill, and thank them for

was too stunned to react. This Mr. Witt of R City was

such announcements. Even Riley was taken aback

blurting out, somewhat bewildered, “Mr.

to Mr.

snorted, and said,

pervert, I’m still very grateful to him for helping

enough to

to ask

at the childish remark—it seemed the man would never

things go.

somewhat helpless, smoothed her forehead and

out of

Isn’t this a

you’re leaving early?”

stride, Rose turned to

been acting like this.”

his words.

cake. I hate it,

shame because the vegan

our place

paused mid-stride, watching Rose’s retreating figure. Grinding

her in a few long steps and

“Ah…” Rose let out a startled cry,

around Morrison’s neck.

Morrison’s face close

scared me

took large steps forward, holding her

to eat cake.”

you

only am I going to eat cake, but

with it.”

flushed a sudden shade of

with a mix of exasperation

“Well, that cheeky boy. No

clashing with Morrison, but none

she found herself at a loss on how

version of him.

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