ink of champagne glasses offered a refreshing contrast to the suffocating tension she had left behind at the Sovereign Tow

ped mid-sentence. She glanced toward the other side of the restaurant, hesitating for

ted her gaze. It

aned back against the leather booth. Yet, even in his slight inebriation, there was no trace

, her expression co

orite? Where is she? I heard his mother set them up-an Ivy League graduate, sweet-tempered, comes from a modest background but has some serious

ed for a fleeting mo

sweet-tempered,

d, very differ

arned to be thick-skinned, doing whatever it took to get things done-whether it was tearing down her boundaries to negoti

was in

l and entirely unbothered. Feeling a sudden wave of boredom toward the whole

a strong scent of alcohol wafted from around the

en react, Haiden's kis

st the cold marble wall, biting her lip and kissing her wit

e of fury washed over Jaylyn. Howeve

d shoved him away with all her might. In the next smooth motion, sh

bly steady: "Mr. Holland, you have

stinging pain on his cheek finally sn

hting it. Leaning back against the wall, he looked

s," Jaylyn replied, h

her mouth, Evie appea

quickly recovered, walking over to wrap her arm intimately around Haiden's. She smiled-a per

ie said softly. "W

dress and explained with polite indifference, "Mr. Holland mistook me for

ven years with, Jaylyn turned on her heel and walke

rvously stared at the red ma

t happened t

his cigarette before replying with a flat,

her eyes instant