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.”

grip, and

now, but it was

with a raised eyebrow and

Birthday” before turning and walking toward the exit of

an

going?” Morrison

Rose didn’t respond.

You haven’t had your

Sweets are just too cloying for my

crowd waiting to eat

right there, and whoever wants a

not stopping them.”

before shifting

want to leave all your guests hanging like

paused, turned, and shouted to

everyone gets their fill, and thank

Mr. Witt of R City

make such announcements. Even Riley was

out, somewhat bewildered, “Mr. Witt, are we really

Mr. Mason as

snorted, and said, “Of course. Although he’s a bit

I’m still very grateful to him for

is not enough to express my gratitude.

to ask for

at the childish remark—it seemed

things go.

helpless, smoothed her forehead and without

out

quickly followed. “Rose! Isn’t this a bit much? It’s my

you’re leaving early?”

turned to him. “This isn’t the

been acting like this.”

Morrison stumbled over his words. “I also

cake. I hate

a shame because the vegan cream cake I ordered

our place

Rose’s retreating figure. Grinding

he caught up to her in a few long steps

a startled

around Morrison’s neck.

the world steadied, she saw Morrison’s

me to death!

her in

to eat cake.”

you don’t

grunted. “Not only am I going to eat

with it.”

cheeks flushed a sudden shade of

a mix

eyes. “Well, that cheeky boy. No shame

had countless memories of clashing with Morrison, but none were like

herself at a loss on how to

version of him.

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