Chapter 1140 How About a Date Tonight

• Lawson Merritt shot Rhett Inglewood a cool glance.
• He’d misspoken—money didn’t do it for him anymore. No matter how much, it couldn’t make him happy.
• Rhett stood, dropped into the seat beside Lawson, slung an arm over his shoulder, and chuckled low. “What, still can’t move on? Man, I’m impressed. You’ve got one right next to you, but your head’s stuck on another. Don’t you think that’s pretty scummy?”