Giselle Lambert continued sipping her juice, utterly oblivious to the commotion around her.

However, the man was not about to let her be. Approaching with a glass in hand, he offered, “Miss, please have a drink with me.”

Giselle scoffed, wearing a black fringed dress. Although the dress was loose-fitting, it was obvious to anyone that she was pregnant.

She disregarded him, yet the man was undeterred.

“Isn’t it a bit dull sitting here all by ...