Chapter 59: Would You Kill Me If I Slept with Your Granddaughter?

Rosalie Thubron knew Elle Cutmore meant well, but she'd already been backed into a corner. Backing out now would have been too humiliating to bear. "Elle, stop. I made the bet, so I'll take the loss. You warned me, and I didn't listen." Saying that last part filled Rosalie with regret. She never would have guessed Lewis Casson could actually cook-much less at such a jaw-dropping level. If she hadn't seen it for herself, she never would have believed it. She drifted over to Lewis, poured herself...