She had given in and played along every time . But today , she snatched a tissue box next to her hand and smashed it into his face hard . As he grimaced in pain , she quickly distanced herself from him and looked at him coldly . " Mr. Burnham , we're done . I can do whatever I want , and you have no say at all . Or … you weren't satisfied last night and want to try it again ? " Being reminded of last night's humiliation , he pulled a long face , his expression darkening . " Sandria , be good . Or I'll get mad . I mean it . " Now , come here and kiss me . " With a tug at his restrictive black bowtie , Florentino spread his arms , exuding an air of arrogant dominance and rogu- ish charm . Sandria had been with him since the age of eighteen . With a snap of his fingers , she'd always crawl back to him no matter how upset she was . But Sandria only found his words ridiculous . Suddenly , her gaze drifted over to a point just past his shoulder , and she smiled slyly . " Are you sure you want me to kiss you ? " Last night's pent - up need , coupled with what had happened at the banquet earlier , finally overrode his control . Facing her allure , he immediately stepped forward , trying to kiss her forcibly . This time , she didn't dodge . She let him pull her into his arms and grip her chin . But the second before his lips touched hers , she called out softly , " Ms. Mosley . " His boy froze at once . " Tino ? What are you doing ? " All color leached from Courtney's face . At the same time , Florentino shoved Sandria away and straightened his collar with a displeased frown , as if he had been the one violated . " You really think such lame tricks would work with me ? " Courty , hear me out . It's her … " 0.0 % 07:05 Chapter 7 288 Vouchers Knowing Florentino wanted her to take the blame , Sandria cut him off , having no intention of letting him get his way . " Mr. Burnham had too much to drink . Ms. Mosley , you may wanna keep a closer eye on him , or else misunderstand- ings like this may happen again . " When saying this , she caught a glimpse of a man standing in the hallway . All she could see was his arm as well as that unique watch . Smiling , she walked past Courtney . " If my boyfriend sees this and gets the wrong idea , it'll take me ages to make it up to him . " She approached the door and acted surprised to see Fulbert . With a charming smile , she immediately walked over to him and took his arm . " Honey , are you waiting for me ? I blame you - you got me so thirsty . I drank way too much juice . " Her suggestive words enraged Florentino , who clenched his fists tightly . However , sensing Courtney's suspicious gaze , he could only suppress his emotions and pulled her into his arms , act- ing drunk and demanding a kiss . Yet Sandria's lingering fragrance filled his senses , and all he could think about was her rosy lips and captivating eyes . Once reaching the hallway's end , Sandria pulled back her arm and waved at Fulbert . " Thanks for playing along today , Mr. Ortega . I'll treat you to a meal later . See you . " Now that she had messed with today's party , she had no intention of going back to the venue . Perhaps Florentino would flaunt his sickening affection with Courtney in front of everyone later , which would make her skin crawl . She turned to leave without waiting for Fulbert's response . Walking through the side door , she headed to the parking lot , yet the faint cologne behind her lingered . She stopped , turned around , and looked at Fulbert , who was only a few steps away from her . " Mr. Ortega , what do you mean ? The party isn't over yet . Why are you following me ? " Fulbert looked down at her , his intense gaze fixed on her face . " You proposed to continue . Are you playing with me again ? " She choked . 46.0 %