Chapter 307: You Can't Touch Him

That blatantly boastful remark twisted the mood in the private room into something awkward and off-kilter. Colette's brows drew together, almost imperceptibly. The last scraps of goodwill she had for him vanished on the spot, replaced by pure disgust. She had met plenty of rich men. The ones from truly established families never acted like this. He was terrified someone might not notice his money, flashing it around like it was a badge of honor. It was vulgar beyond words. Edith Lynch did not...