Realizing she had slipped up, Claire Chase quickly fabricated an excuse. "When we were on the island, didn't Wilbur go swimming every day? It would be a crime not to appreciate such a glorious view, right?"
That excuse was actually quite plausible.
Noreen Gilmore didn't suspect a thing.
Claire was just starting to feel bored when she caught a familiar silhouette walking through the door out of the corner of her eye.
A familiar voice immediately followed.
Jude Wilder walked in and stared in utter shock at the scene before him. His voice naturally pitched up a few decibels. "Seth, since when did you get into male escort clubs?"
He had called him from miles away, specifically offering to buy him dinner.
And they ended up at a male escort restaurant?
Had Seth been so thoroughly heartbroken by Noreen that he completely changed his orientation in despair?
Jude was racking his brain trying to come up with something comforting to say.
But Seth shot him a lethal glare, shutting him up instantly.
Jude rubbed his nose.
Alright, Seth's orientation was perfectly fine.
Then what were they doing here?
Wait a minute...
Jude looked at Seth in sheer horror. "Hold on, Seth, just because I don't have a girlfriend right now doesn't mean you can question my orientation! I am completely straight!"
He just didn't want to tie himself down to one woman right now. Was that a crime?
"I'm buying you dinner, so shut up." Seth retorted, not even bothering to look at him as he claimed a seat.
There was only a single table separating him from Noreen.
They were so close that it was impossible for her to ignore him.
Jude finally noticed Noreen and froze for a second before realization dawned on him.
This was all for Director Gilmore.
He politely greeted her, "Good evening, Director Gilmore."
Noreen blinked.
What kind of title was that?
Claire narrowed her eyes, looking back and forth suspiciously between the two of them.
Feeling utterly restless under his scrutiny, Noreen finally lifted her head to shoot him a warning glare.
But the moment their eyes met, the corners of his lips curved up into a harmless, captivating smile.
Noreen's warning glare instantly softened.
Seth's striking, sculpted face was half-hidden in the dim, atmospheric lighting.
When he looked at her, his eyes were full of warmth.
There was no denying it—the man was breathtakingly handsome.
It was exactly as Jennifer Shaw had once joked.
Sleeping with him was an absolute win.
Right now, even the lighting seemed to favor him.
Despite the neon glow and the chaotic noise of the busy restaurant, nothing could diminish his overwhelming magnetism.
Over ninety percent of the customers in this place were women.

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