ra had this uncanny ability to charm anyone she set her sights on; no one could escape the web she wove.


    Dn took his time finishing his steak and then looked up at the woman across from him, offering a polite, "I''ve got a meeting to catch, sorry about that."


    The woman exhaled slowly, gesturing gracefully, "Please, go ahead."


    ra quickly whisked Dn away. In the elevator, she pulled out a sanitizing wipe she had ready, crouched down beside him, and started wiping his hand.


    Earlier, she''d applied lip gloss, leaving a faint imprint on the back of his hand.


    She carefully wiped it away, using three wipes, before letting out a deep breath.


    "All clean, Mr. Dn. Really sorry about that earlier."


    Dn pulled his hand back, staying silent.


    Worried she''d upset him, ra quickly added, "I didn''t have much choice; that woman was tough to handle."


    Without her quick thinking, they wouldn''t have gotten away with it.


    The elevator soon reached the ground floor, and as the doors opened, there stood Simon.


    His eyes narrowed sharply, like he''d caught them red-handed.


    "ra, what''s on your neck?!"


    ra felt a headache brewing; why now, of all times? "I don''t owe you an exnation."


    Simon scoffed, trailing after her, "Aren''t you dating someone? Why are you with Dn, dressed like that, with marks on your neck? Is Dn your side piece? Have you no shame?!"


    His voice grew louder, turning into a shout.


    "Smack!"


    ra pped him hard.


    Simon tasted blood at the corner of his mouth, his throat tight as if he wanted to say more, but then Dn called, "ra."


    She turned quickly, "What''s up?"


    Dn took the scarf off his neck, signaling for her to bow her head.


    Still frazzled, she instinctivelyplied, and he wrapped the scarf snugly around her.


    His tone remained calm, "Don''t catch a cold."


    With that, Aiden had arrived to pick him up.


    ra stood there, Simon''s voice piercing the air again, "Wow, you two seem close. Is he really your side piece, ra? You know what Dn once told me?"


    Her headache intensified, but even if she exined tonight''s ordeal, Simon probably wouldn''t get it.


    Simon stared at her, eyes bloodshot.


    Dn once said, the one not loved is the real third wheel. Ha.


    Simon was truly bitter; why was he the first to know ra, yet Dn ended up winning her over?


    She must have slept with Dn.


    Damn it!


    His mind was spinning as he suddenly reached out, trying to pull ra into his arms, only to be met with another p.


    ra''s expression turned ice-cold, her gaze piercing.


    "Simon, I''ve made it clear. There''s no future for us, and I never liked you."


    "Impossible!"


    Simon shouted, feeling nothing but humiliation.