Chapter 173

"Get lost!" Denise kicked him right in the butt. "Hey! Denise, that’s seriously rude, y’know! I’m a celebrity! Do I look like your personal manservant or what?" Vincent protested, rubbing his backside with an exaggerated grimace. "You asked for it. Can’t expect anything decent coming outta your mouth anyway." "Denise, I’m warning you! One more kick and we’re gonna have a problem." The words had barely left his mouth when she gave him another swift kick. "You—" "What? You gonna flip? Do it now if you must!" Denise shot him a smug look that said she was clearly enjoying herself. "Hmph! You’re just taking advantage of how chill I am. Fine, fine. What can I do when I actually like you?" Vincent huffed, already forgetting he’d just threatened her. They stepped into a private booth, and the table was stacked high with steaming seafood—crabs, clams, you name it. "Whoa, smells amazing! Denise, you really do care about me, huh? So much seafood, I’m touched!" Vincent gushed, looking like some po