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and arms as she laughed and chatted amidst a group of men. She had bee

were now faint, and she indeed loo

up respectfully to greet Vincent, but Olive remain

hout batting an eye. The men at the table were either wealthy or powerful, and they

ing until past ten, and Olive ha

Olive casually grabbed a few chips and to

s property and that he visited every 17th of the

vis's medical expenses were mounting. Even if she couldn

red, "I'm done playing. Winning so easily is no fun." She

rude not to accompany," Vincent said slow

uthlessly, targeting Olive exclusively, raising

like water, and eventually, even her init

muttered, standing up and "acciden

een them, the marks on her

y is here for Mr

such beauty in front of

nt was evident to everyone at the

off him with one hand, pulling at the str

eautiful and aware of it, constantl

heming and ambitious

said as she struggled out of Vincent's grip, pulling out her room key from her

figure, recalling the information h

s before studying abroad and why she

ttling feeling that he was a

acity to think she c

n this world could c

ad tucked into his waistband. He decided

ome to her. She flirted with him publicly

message popped up as Olive left t

smile. She planned to stay at the hotel next door for the night before h

Having grown up together, Sydney knew Olive's headstrong nature to

Sydney, I kn

the bath. The evening had drained her, a

body curled up like a baby in the tub, with only her he

her head underwater until she choked

on as soon as she asked it. Wasn't she the one

nly blush

l her shame, but apparently

eries of expressions wi

hanging nearby to cover herself. Vincent, however, sei

osition, but Olive had

hen she tried to esca

y remembered crying herself hoarse, repeatedly

warm his bed, but judging by his clumsy yet aggr

lay on the bedside table, along with a

of marrying into Stone Wolfpack. Stone Wolfpack won't accept a woman who sells drink

k a picture of the not

if he knew I was sup

red," Sydney replied

long with a screenshot of a vide

ed, her voice hysterical

er's mate, Olive, you ha

pt you. Just leave Ironclad City, and this will

forget, Roman is still in the

listening

Olive remained calm. "Are you

vis Wolfpack and you. If not for Finley, think of Davis Wolf

incent's grandfather Chase and my mother. It has nothing t

er. Blame yourself," Iv