CHAPTER 112

　　My breath hitched.

　　I loved cooking, especially pastries. Every new year, I sent a box of different flavored pastries to the Bevine mansion for my friends, including Allison, Everley, Revina, and Rio. Also, for Ruby and Vexon.

　　Not for Vayden though, absolutely, not. If he ever received one of those pastries, I would have surely poisoned them.

　　"So, will you make it?" he asked.

　　I replied curtly, "No."

　　"Okay, then. Say bye-bye to Sandreo."

　　We had stopped dancing. Vayden took his phone out of his pocket, but I snatched it away, realizing what he wanted to do.

　　"No, Vayden."

　　"Then agree to it. I only asked for your handmade red velvet pastries. Not your kidneys." He added, "I have my men everywhere. I can just make a command, then the last thing you'll ever say is to your bodyguard is, 'Rest in peace, Sandreo'. "

　　I rolled my eyes as I handed him back his phone. "Just a box," I said sternly.

　　He smiled brightly as he agreed, "Deal."