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# Chapter 189 - The Billionaire's Insulting Invitation#
The morning sun streams through our apartment windows as I sit across from Scarlett at the small dining table. She's methodically cutting her omelet into perfect squares, a habit I've noticed she has when she's thinking deeply about something.
"You're still worried about tonight," I observe, sipping my coffee.
"Can you blame me?" She sets down her fork. "Alistair isn't just wealthy, Noah. He's the kind of man who's used to getting exactly what he wants, exactly when he wants it."
I reach across the table and cover her hand with mine. "Which is why it's time someone showed him that not everything is for sale."
She gives me a look that's equal parts admiration and concern. "You have that look again. The one you get when you're planning something."
