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

that, she glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow

walking toward the

an agitated

are you going?” Morrison hurried after

Rose didn’t respond.

had

cloying for

crowd waiting to eat your

and whoever wants a piece can

not stopping them.”

halted, scanning the surroundings before

you sure you want to leave all your guests hanging

and shouted to

gets their fill,

Mr. Witt of R

such announcements. Even Riley was taken

out, somewhat bewildered, “Mr.

Mr. Mason as

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

very grateful to him for helping Mrs.

to express my

free to ask for

remark—it seemed the

things go.

smoothed her forehead and without a

stride out of

followed. “Rose! Isn’t this a

you’re leaving early?”

her stride, Rose turned to him.

been acting like this.”

Morrison stumbled over his words. “I also don’t

I hate it,

a shame because the vegan cream cake

at our place

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

in a few long steps and

let out a startled cry, instinctively wrapping

around Morrison’s neck.

Morrison’s face close up, and in

me to death! What

holding her in his arms..

to eat cake.”

you said you don’t like

grunted. “Not only am I going to eat cake, but I’m planning on

with it.”

a

head with a mix

eyes. “Well, that cheeky boy.

of clashing with Morrison, but none were like

And she found herself at a loss

version of him.

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