Rosalynn smirked.
âOption two, do me a favor.
â
âWhat kind of favor?â Dilan shot back, not sounding too friendly.
âJust Like you got under Zoeâs skin this morning, do the same to Ivy Larson,â Rosalynn directed.
Dilan hesitated, wearing a silent frown.
Rosalynn raised her brows a tad.
âWhy the silence? Are you some hired muscle for Mrs.
Larson, unable to go against the Larson family?â
âAbsolutely not!â Dilan denied.
âThen why dance to Mrs.
Larsonâs tune?â Rosalynn probed, eyeing him.
Dilanâs eyes flickered.
âThatâs my business, none of yours.
â
Rosalynn nodded.
âAlright, I wonât pry into your secrets.
So, option one or option two?â
He wanted neither.
Dilan scowled.
âIsnât there a third way?â
âNope,â Rosalynn said flatly.
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Dilan kept quiet, brainstorming a plan.
Rosalynn took her time, saying, âDilan, if you canât decide, Iâll be your constant reminder, making sure you relive those past embarrassments in front of your buddies.
â
Dilanâs face went through a range of expressions.
Finally, he clenched his teeth.
âIâll go with the second choice.
â
Dilan found Rosalynn attractive but she was pulling moves like a seasoned player.
How had he become her target?
Rosalynn was satisfied.
âGood, I want to see results by tomorrow, no later.
â
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Dilan, wearing a gloomy expression, asked, âCan I leave now?â
Out of the blue, Rosalynn asked, âHow much did Mrs.
Larson shell out for you?â
Dilanâs eyes sparked.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean? You want to pay me too?â
Rosalynn asserted, âLetâs keep things clear.
I donât want you to assume that I leverage the influence of the Moreno family to bully you.
â
Dilan locked eyes with her, eventually saying, âFifty thousand dollars.
â
Fifty thousand dollars?
Rosalynn gave him a quick glance, not wasting words.
She whipped out her phone.
âGive me your bank card number.
â