She was determined to give Hunter a taste of his own medicine.
Yves scoffed, “That guy was practically begging for trouble!”
He never really cared for Hunter, but he restrained himself because of Hunter’s status and because he thought little of Hunter. Otherwise, Yves would’ve confronted him ages ago.
The table was swiftly cleared, leaving the trio with nothing to do but sip their drinks and chat.
Yves pulled out his phone and entertained himself for a bit before suddenly showing Isabelle the screen. “Hey, how do you like this picture I snapped?”
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