The Billionaire Heiress They Should've Feared

After finishing my enrollment paperwork, I sat down to eat alone at a Riverside diner.

I'd just placed my order when the manager came over, all smiles. "Sweetie, are you dining by yourself?"

I figured it was the dinner rush and I'd have to share a table, so I nodded.

The next second, her smile turned into something ugly and knowing.

"Perfect. Mr. Jennings, in the VIP room, wants to get to know you. He'd like you to have dinner with him."

I had no idea what she was talking about. Since when did Riverside have some Jennings important enough to know me?