Chapter 12
Author: Lionel PENN
last update2026-11-01 14:33:27

"What did you do?"

Summer stormed down the hallway with her phone held out like a weapon. The screen glowed with a red banner. TRANSACTION DECLINED.

"I declined it," Jayden answered, calmly ladling rice into a bowl.

"You declined it? I was standing at the counter, Jay! In front of the saleswoman and two other customers! Do you have any idea how humiliating that was?"

"You were standing at the counter?" He tilted his head. "I thought you were in the bedroom."

Her mouth snapped shut.

For half a s
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