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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

"You play dirty, don't you?" Grace smiled, noticing how many people from the press were outside taking photos of them.

"I never knew that, are you ready?"

"Yes, I am."

"Just ignore the stares and hushed talk around. We are going to have dinner, if we want people to buy this idea of us dating, then we have to at least be seen at the most expensive and famous restaurant around," Enrique said.

Enrique got out of the sports car and made his way over to her side to open the door for her.

Grace got out of the car, forcing herself to keep smiling. She wasn't surprised when Enrique opened the door of backseat and handed her a bouquet of red roses.

She was the one who picked the flowers up for him at work, so she wasn't even flattered. She simply smiled for his benefit as well as that of the other people watching them.

They walked into the restaurant and were excorted to the best table upstairs. After getting seated, Enrique asked, "so what would you like to eat?"

Grace pointed the fanciest dis
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