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Bridgette's eyes widened, her expression tainted with disbelief. She would have done anything to turn back and head home, and it was clear on her face.
I chuckled, amused at her reaction, my smile deepened at the thought of how widely her expression would change when she saw my supposed fling.
“So glad that I amuse you,” she retorted, eyeing me coldly. I shrugged, trying my best to reel in my amusement, but I wasn't doing a very good job. Not to waste time, I pulled her into the restaurant.
We walked through the dimly lit restaurant, past couples in the general hall enjoying their dinners. One of the major reasons, the Ritz was different from other high-end restaurants was its private room, which proved useful for both me and Payne, due to the nature of our jobs.
The waiter gu
