Chapter 17

The Best Damn Thing Cafe, Downtown A slim server in an adorable uniform leant over to take their orders. Nervously, Myra chewed on her lower lip. 'I'll have the seared foie gras with caramelised figs." She averted Hart's gaze, fixing her eyes on the menu. Knowing Hart, he would go for something more affordable, but even a pizza or a sundae in this posh cafe would cost hundreds to thousands of dollars. When she and her friends were having hotel-standard dishes at Bali, the cheap prices delighted them extremely. Jake ordered pasta with salmon caviar, grinning at Hart who merely mumbled, 'baked fish rice". He was indeed a fish out of water. Myra pretended to indulge herself in her newly downloaded bakery game app. She didn't want a part in their war over her. Her only wish was for everything to be over, so she could find out what she needed from Jake. Their fathers had been so close with one another, almost like brothers. She knew that if Jake knew something had happened to her fathe