Chapter 172

Monique looked down at the baggy clothes she was wearing. She could not refute the man’s accusation.

It was Yvonne’s choice of wardrobe, not hers. Her cousin wanted her to look unpresentable for the date.

“You tricked me!” the man shouted accusingly.

Just as Monique opened her mouth to explain, the man grabbed his cup and hurled its contents toward her. The coffee splashed onto her face and dripped into her clothes. It was terribly uncomfortable.

Monique was speechless.

Her date then stormed out of the cafe.

Monique did her best to wipe most of the coffee out of her face before heading to the washroom to clean up.

In the washroom, she stared blankly at the coffee-stained face in the mirror.

She studied the remnants of coffee on her face, arms and torso.

Mrs. Zackery’s nephew stormed out of the cafe, anger bubbling inside him. That woman was below his standards. Was this a set up?

At this moment, his phone chimed.

He unlocked his phone. The incoming message read, “I forgot to