13 Trying to manipulate but ended up being shamed

The elegant restaurant hummed with subdued chatter and soft music as Flora and Presley settled into their seats. Presley leaned in, trying to reignite a connection they once shared. "Flora, now that you're back, we can put the past behind us," Presley began, his tone soft but insistent. "We had something special before, don't you think? We can continue from where we left off." She listened politely, but her mind wandered. Before she could respond, she glanced across the room, catching sight of a familiar figure. Axel. Her pulse quickened, and she tried to maintain her composure, silently wondering what he was doing there. Axel was engaged in conversation, seemingly unperturbed by Flora's presence considering the fact that he doesn’t even recognize who she was. Presley noticed her momentary distraction and followed her gaze, spotting Axel. A flicker of recognition and discomfort crossed his face. He knew Axel by reputation—a wealthy businessman known for his success.