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

not now, but it

him with a raised eyebrow and

and walking toward the exit of the

leaving an agitated Mona

are you going?” Morrison

Rose didn’t respond.

had your

just too cloying

a whole crowd waiting to eat

there, and whoever wants a piece can help

not stopping them.”

the surroundings before shifting her

leave all

to

everyone gets their fill, and thank them for

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

was taken aback

somewhat bewildered, “Mr. Witt, are we really

Mr. Mason as

and said, “Of

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

truckload is not enough to express my gratitude. If Mr.

to ask for more in

childish remark—it seemed

things go.

somewhat helpless, smoothed her forehead and

out of the

Isn’t this a bit much? It’s

you’re leaving early?”

turned to him. “This isn’t the

been acting like this.”

over his words. “I also don’t

I

shame because the vegan cream cake I ordered should

at our place

paused mid-stride, watching Rose’s

to her in a few long steps and

“Ah…” Rose let out a startled

around Morrison’s neck.

Morrison’s face close

scared me to death! What are

holding her in his arms..

to eat cake.”

you said you

“Not only am I going to eat

with it.”

a sudden

with a mix of exasperation and affection. Megan

eyes. “Well, that cheeky boy.

with Morrison, but none were like

shamelessly rogue. And she found herself at a loss on

version of him.

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