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.”

and ran her fingers through

now, but

with a raised eyebrow and casually

turning and walking toward the exit

an

going?”

Rose didn’t respond.

haven’t had

cloying for my taste right

crowd waiting

there, and whoever

not stopping them.”

scanning the surroundings before shifting her

want to leave all

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

fill, and thank

Mr. Witt

such announcements. Even Riley was taken aback for a few

somewhat bewildered, “Mr. Witt, are we really

Mr.

Mason, snorted, and said, “Of course. Although

grateful to him

is not enough to express

free to ask

at the childish remark—it seemed the man would

things go.

smoothed her forehead and

her stride out of the

Isn’t this a bit much? It’s my

you’re leaving early?”

Rose turned to him. “This

been acting like this.”

his words. “I also don’t really like

I hate it,

the vegan cream cake I ordered should

our

Rose’s

caught up to her in a few long

Rose let out a startled cry, instinctively

around Morrison’s neck.

the world steadied, she saw Morrison’s face close up, and in

me to death! What

large steps forward, holding her in

to eat cake.”

said you

to eat cake, but I’m planning on devouring

with it.”

a sudden shade of

a mix of exasperation and affection. Megan

that cheeky boy.

countless memories of clashing with Morrison, but none were like

shamelessly rogue. And she found herself at a loss on how

version of him.

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