Chapter 39. Bastard with a Capital B

Reyona’s heart skipped a bit, and she bit her lips as she realised that she had not really thought of what she would say when he picked. In fact, she had been unconsciously wishing that she wouldn’t pick so that...

"Hello,” the voice repeated, and she chided herself for acting like a kid with this man.

"Hello,” she answered tentatively, “I am... this is…Mrs Lanoth”

“I know,” he said simply.

She was momentarily befuddled. He knows? What did he mean by he…

Of course, he knows! The bastard must have gotten her number through some illegal means. That shouldn't be a problem for a man like him!

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“Of course, he had to choose a place like this!” Reyona thought in anger as she got out of her car and trudged through the fake sea sand to the retro Seashore Restaurant, acclaimed for catering to only seafood and their lovers.

Well, Reyona was no lover of foods that wiggled like they were going to pop out of her throat and dance the samba. She was