Chapter 440


    Sanford, an amused spectator to the drama, shed a smug grin.


    “Time to make your exit, dear. There’s a handsome tip waiting.”


    Brian’sck of interest in the female escort was ringly obvious.


    Khaleesi felt a twinge of regret at letting such a lucrative opportunity slip through her fingers.


    She cast a hopeful nce at Brian, silently pleading for him to reconsider.


    But he barely acknowledged her. He simply poured himself another ss of wine, his attention


    elsewhere.


    Reluctantly, Khaleesi Left the room,


    Once she’d departed, Sanford couldn’t resist a jibe. “Seems you’re not a fan of escorts. Should I invite


    Eleanor instead?”


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    Brian downed his wine, his mood plummeting further. “Could we not bring her up?”


    Eleanor was the Last person he wanted to see!


    “ALL your interest lies in Rosalynn, it seems.” Sanford’s teasing continued unabated.


    Brian remained silent, nursing his ss of wine.


    A sudden irritability seized him, but he found no outlet for it.


    When had he be so smitten?


    So weak?


    He’d showered her with attention, only to be met with indifference.


    “The apartment at Beauty Apartments is yours now, furnished to your taste. Fancy moving in?” Sanford


    asked, sipping his wine with obvious relish.


    “No.”


    “Sure about that? No regrets Later!” Sanford prodded again.


    Brian toyed with his ss, saying nothing.


    Sanford chuckled, clinking his ss against Brian’s. “Yearning for Rosalynn?”


    Brian’s gaze shot up to meet his.