Chapter 208


    His face, a masterpiece of chiseled grace, coupled with a rogueish charm that clung to him like fine


    cologne, set hearts racing among the crowd of young women. Their excitement spilled over in high-


    pitched squeals.


    Brodie, ever the gentleman, pulled out a chair for ra with a flourish, inviting her to take a seat. He


    then fetched a slice of strawberry shortcake from a silver tter and ced it before himself.


    Just as ra thought he’d dig in alone, with fork poised, she caught him meticulously fishing out the


    bright red berries from within the cake’syers. He shed her a grin and offered her the strawberry-


    free treat. “Here you go, no berries.”


    ra gazed at him in disbelief. She’d adored strawberry shortcake since childhood, yet


    paradoxically, she never ate the berries. It was a quirk known only to those closest to her.


    How could this stranger seem so intimately aware? Was it mere coincidence, or had their paths


    crossed in some forgotten encounter?


    Brodie chuckled softly at her astonished expression. “The berries in these cakes tend to be tart. I


    figured you wouldn’t care for them, so I took the liberty. I hope that’s alright.”


    A wave of relief washed over ra, and she shook her head with a smile. “Not at all. I’m not fond of


    them either. Thank you.”


    She then returned to her cake, nibbling away with an air of concentration that Brodie found


    endearing.


    He watched her, with a barely perceptible smile curling his lips. His girl was still as oblivious as ever


    when indulging in food. Yet, how was it she had no recollection of him?


    Lifting his ss, he caressed the rim thoughtfully. His attention never strayed from ra.


    It was then that Sasha came bounding over, grabbing ra’s arm with infectious enthusiasm.


    “ra,e on, stop eating! The bride’s about to toss the bouquet. Let’s try to catch it!”


    ra tried to protest, but Sasha’s excitement was irresistible. She found herself being pulled into


    the crowd.


    Amidst cheers, the bride, with her back to the assembly,unched the bouquet into the air. All eyes


    tracked its arc, and just as it seemed destined for Brodie’s outstretched hands at the back, arge


    hand from behind swatted it away without mercy.


    Ian, whose face was a mask of possessive irritation, sported a wild smirk unheard of before. The


    bouquet, once diverted, took flight again, and Brodie, unfazed, simply grinned and leapt gracefully


    towards it.


    What ensued was aical tussle between two grown men, neither willing to let the other im the


    prize.


    The scene teetered on the edge of chaos, with screams of delight piercing the air from the


    onlooking women.


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    All the while, Heidi stood behind. Her gaze was dark and brooding upon ra. She was well aware


    of the reason behind Ian’s fervor for the flowers.


    Gritting her teeth, she cast a venomous nce at ra, who stood beneath the towering


    champagne fountain, and a malicious intent took root in her heart.


    Heidi slipped into the crowd and covertly tripped a nearby girl. The girl, caught off bnce, stumbled


    into the person behind her, triggering a domino effect that rumbled through the crowd. ra was the


    last to fall.


    Ian, mid-leap, caught sight of the unfolding disaster and his instincts screamed a warning. “ra!”


    he yelled, but his cry was lost in themotion as ra was sent tumbling, hurtling towards the


    two-meter-tall champagne fountain.