The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 326

Is this guy misunderstanding something?

"She's my friend and my business partner," Danny says, shooting him a cool glance. "If you don't know what to say, keep your mouth shut."

His tone suggests he is perfectly satisfied with the implication, but he can't let it show too obviously.

"Oh, got it. Just a slip of the tongue," Luke says, catching on immediately. Growing up thick as thieves with Danny means he knows exactly how to read that warning glare. If he didn't, he might as well dig his own grave.

"I want to sit at the bar. We don't need a private room," Tara says. She senses the weird dynamic between the two men but doesn't press it, simply heading toward the bar. Having been here a few times with Tricia and Bianca, she knows her way around.

Danny doesn't argue, trailing right behind her.

The bar's design is brilliantly unique, a stark contrast to the cramped counters of standard clubs. It features an open, sprawling 270-degree wraparound layout, giving everyone plenty of breathing room. The setup allows guests a front-row seat to the top-tier bartenders working their magic.

With so much space, the bartender executes flawless flair routines—everything from standard shakes and stirs to high-flying bottle tosses and fiery displays. Soft spotlights highlight the workspace while keeping the overall atmosphere intimate and elegant. Watching the process is a visual feast.

"Be my guest," the bartender says, politely stepping aside with a sweeping gesture.

A glimmer of pure joy flashes through Tara's stunning eyes. She steps up to the station and begins mixing a cocktail. Her slender fingers grasp the shaker with elegant precision, every movement flowing effortlessly. From measuring the base liquor and adding the garnishes to the final shake and strain, her technique is breathtakingly smooth, as if she has done this a thousand times. The entire process looks like a choreographed performance, full of rhythm and grace. As she gently flicks her wrist, the ice clinks sharply against the metal, blending perfectly with the lounge's soft background music.

Moments later, a flawless cocktail sits on the counter. The layered liquids form a vibrant, colorful gradient that sparkles under the dim lights.

She slides the glass directly to Danny. "Want a taste?"