With that , he yanked the car door open . She was stunned . He still hadn't bought it ? And why would she get out ? Just because he asked her to ? She leaned against the seat . " Mr. Burnham , what makes you say it's a voice changer ? Why don't you wait for him to be here ? It's so hot out here . Surely , you don't mind me waiting while sitting in your car , right ? " Chill , Mr. Burnham . I'm so not interested in you now . After all , Fulbert is way better than you . We sync perfectly in bed . And don't get me started on the mole on his chest . Gosh , it's so wild . I can't keep my pants on whenever I see it … " She couldn't stop talking at all . She knew Florentino better than anyone . He wanted it both ways and was so possessive , and he'd rather die than let anyone else come near what he considered his . As it turned out , she was right . Before she could finish speaking , he was already seething with rage . He got out of the car , yanked her out , slammed the door shut , and drove off . Before leaving , he scoffed , " Of all people , you chose Fulbert to be part of your act . " Sandria , you really overestimate yourself . Be careful - play with fire , and you'll get burned . " His great force indicated how furious he was . Caught off guard , she almost lost her balance , but she felt greater than ever . So what if Florentino didn't believe her ? It was totally worth it , seeing him burning with rage . As she watched his car vanish into the distance , someone suddenly held her waist , steadying her . She turned around and saw Fulbert . How did he get here so fast ? She couldn't help but feel surprised . He smiled before she could say anything , " You're such a liar , claiming that you're not interested in me . Explain - how do you know the mole on my chest , then ? " And shouldn't you be taking your pants off now ? " 0.0 % 07:09 Chapter 18 11 223 ( Vouchers She opened her mouth , feeling quite awkward . She had only said that to piss Florentino off . What mole ? How could she possibly know that ? And Fulbert had actually heard that ? She quickly explained, " Mr. Ortega , I was just babbling . Don't take it seriously . " With that , she tried to break free from his embrace . But he clearly didn't want to let go . Staring at her rosy lips , he leaned closer to her . " What if I do take it seriously ? " If it were anyone else , she would have screamed for help . But given his striking face and body … She blushed , pushed his chest away , and frowned . " Cut it out . " Only then did he let go of her with a soft chuckle . Then he said , his tone returning flat , " I was in the middle of a din- ner party , and you dragged me away . " The least you could do is treat me to a meal . Don't you think ? " She didn't think it was an excessive request . After all , she had used him a bunch of times already . It'd be a perfect chance to repay him . At this , she nodded readily . " Sure . Where would you like to go ? I'll pay for the meal . " Fulbert decisively drove her to a five - star hotel where a meal cost at least four figures . He glanced at her . " This OK with you ? " She nodded while forcing a smile . " Yeah . " Luckily , she wasn't short of money anymore . If it were in the past , she would have leapt out of the door already . The five - star hotel was decked out in full - blown opulence . Everything here was dazzling . Florentino had never taken her to places this fancy . " Mr. Ortega , you've got great taste , " she complimented . " Is this your way of complaining it's too expensive here ? " Rolling her eyes , she said , " I'm rich . " She wasn't lying - after all , Judith's check was right in her pocket . They chatted while going upstairs .