Seeing Betty look so nervous and full of guilt, I couldn't help but feel a little bad.

She was a proper, wealthy socialite, yet here she was, taking care of my meals and drinks—and I had just played her like this.

But I had no choice. I had to pretend to be heartbroken and sad to throw Betty off balance. Only then would she turn to Logan for advice. And if Logan knew I was upset, he would definitely come here.

Just as I had anticipated, as soon as I ...