Chapter 1 I was heading out of my brother's restaurant when the manager stopped me . " Excuse me , miss , you haven't paid your bill yet . " [ ] Looking at this unfamiliar face , I figured she must be new and didn't know me , so I explained politely : ] ] " Just put it on the owner's tab . He'll know . " [ ] The female manager gave me a contemptuous once - over . ] ] " Miss , this is a Michelin three - star establishment . We don't do tabs . " With that , she handed me a printed bill . [ ] glanced down- $ 100K for one meal . [ ] Silverware maintenance fee : $ 10K . ] Exclusive air purification service : $ 20K ] VIP mood enhancement service : $ 30K . [ ] And a bunch of other ridiculous charges . [ ] Holy shit ! I had no idea my brother was running this kind of scam operation ! [ ] H I laughed in disbelief . " I'm your boss Dante Blake's sister . If there's an issue , he can talk to me at home . " [ ] But she wouldn't let it go . " If you can't afford it , why put on airs ? Now you're trying to name - drop Mr. Blake ? " [] Hearing this , I immediately shot off a text to my assistant : [ Tell my brother - either fire his manager or I pull all funding ! ] ] …. 0 " Miss , stop wasting everyone's time and pay up . " Her tone was smug and cutting , like she'd already pegged me as some gold digging wannabe trying to dine and dash . ] A few rubberneckers were already staring . I frowned , not wanting to waste time on this BS , and pulled out my phone to call my brother directly . But all I got was that annoying busy signal . Same thing when I tried again ! Middle of a workday - what the hell was that little punk doing ? ] I put my phone down and stared straight at this pushy woman , speaking slowly and clearly : Chapter 1 " I'm telling you one more time - my name is Poet Blake . I'm Dante Blake's sister . " [ ] " His phone's busy right now , but you can check his account . My photo and info are linked to it . " ] I thought this was the most straightforward way to handle it . ] But when the manager heard my name , instead of checking , she burst into shrill , grating laughter . [ ] She was practically cackling , drawing even more stares . [ ] Then she leaned in close , dropping her voice so only I could hear : [ ] " Still playing games ? I've seen your face all over my honey Dante's social media ! " [ ] " You shameless homewrecker , sneaking around with my man ! " [] " And now you have the nerve to waltz into his restaurant and charge meals to his saccount ? Do you have any shame at all ? " || For a second I was stunned . I glanced at her name tag - Zoey Summers . Then it hit me with a wave of disgust . ] This was Dante's girlfriend , the one he'd been so secretive about that he wouldn't even show me a picture . So this vicious , stupid woman was his big secret . [ ] How could his taste be this terrible ? ] Now I realized this wasn't some mix - up . The $ 100K bill was a deliberate setup to humiliate me . ] ] Before I could say anything , she'd lost all patience . " Since this lady wants to skip out on her bill , we'll have to detain her until the cops arrive ! " [] She waved her hand , and two burly security guards who'd been lurking nearby stepped forward . ] One clamped his hand over my mouth while the other twisted my arms behind my back like he was wringing out a towel . [ ] I struggled hard , but the strength difference made my resistance pointless . [ ] Ignoring my furious glares and the horrified looks from other customers , they dragged me roughly toward the kitchen . [ ] Then they threw me hard into a storage room in the back that reeked of disinfectant and rotten food . [ ] The door slammed shut , cutting off all light and sound from outside . [ ]