The Lobster Scandal, Stepmother's Poisonous Scheme

I was on my seventh blind date, all of which were set up by my stepmother.

Levi sat across from me. We were barely making small talk, and the atmosphere was incredibly awkward.

Halfway through the meal, Levi suddenly put down his fork and frowned.

"Miss Lane, there is something I have to be blunt about," he said.

I looked up at him. "Sure, go ahead."

His gaze was complicated, almost resentful.

"My father spent way too much time in freezing water catching lobsters for you. Now his rheumatis