I could not believe it—of all the places in this huge restaurant, I had to run into her.
"Didn't you hear me? What are you doing here?" she pressed.
Annoyed, I shot back, "What do you think people do in restrooms? We're not here to eat out of the toilet, are we?"
Lina frowned. "You're so crude!"
I scoffed. "We're nothing to each other anymore, so why do you care how I talk?"
"William..." Lina put on her usual damsel-in-distress act. "Don't be like this. Even if we can't be together, I still want us to be friends. I'm sorry if I was harsh the other day. Please don't hold it against me."
If I had not learned about her true nature from Felicia earlier today, I might have fallen for it. Her helpless, innocent act could melt any guy's heart, but thankfully, I was now immune.
"Drop the act. I'm not buying it anymore, and I definitely don't want to be friends with someone like you."
Lina froze, her expression changing instantly. "What do you mean, someone like me?"
"Fake," I said bluntly.
"I'm fake? Look who's talking, William! You pretended to be rich in front of me... Wait, why are you at Black Dragon anyway? Are you working here part-time?"
She was getting worked up, talking faster. "What's the hourly rate here? 30, 50 dollars? Sure, it's a Michelin restaurant, so it probably pays better than regular places, but do you really think you fit in here? The servers are all so elegant and polite—you'd just drag down their image!"
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