Chapter 42: Women Are Just Mobile Currency
Weston looked to Nick almost subconsciously, but Nick’s face remained calm, as if he was seeing a stranger.
He guessed right!
Even if Victoria managed to climb into his bed, so what? In their circle, women were just liquid currency.
‘Yeah! Changing my tastes, I’ve been thinking Poppy is good lately.” As he spoke, he reached out, trying to pinch Victoria’s chin, trying to show intimacy.
Victoria grabbed his wrist and smiled up at him, “Mr. Kingsley, I forgot to tell you. I have a husband, I’d rather not do something like accompanying you.”
This table was crowded and the table got the most attention of the room.
Because Nick was there, and besides him, there was Aidan.
They were both at the top of Veridian City’s power circles, not to mention that Nick had always been like a cash cow.
He didn’t like to gamble, and most of the time he was dragged along and didn’t care if he won or lost. The money he lost here last time could have taken a company on the verge of bankruptcy right through a round of financing.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
Hundreds of millions at his fingertips. Who wouldn’t like such a living god of wealth?
As soon as he sat down at this table, the other seats had already been filled by those qualified to be there.
Weston and Victoria joined in now, and the table couldn’t have been fuller.
Having lost his face in front of so many people, Weston’s face was quite ugly, and he really wanted to slap over.
But if he really did, he reckoned that his reputation would stink.
‘Did this bitch have this figured out?’ Weston thought.
He grimaced ironically and slowly withdrew his hand, “Oh? Then who is your husband? I remember the last time I saw you at the hotel, I don’t think the one beside you was your husband, right?”
Weston certainly wouldn’t dare to say Nick’s name, even if he had ten more balls.
Victoria laughed a little, falling back and straightening her back, “How does Mr. Kingsley know he isn’t?”
“Because that person is…!” Weston said and then paused violently.
His face was a little red as he glanced over at Nick, who looked as if he was unaware, as if he didn’t even know that he was the one they were discussing.
Weston was a bit dumbfounded that Victoria dodged a bullet last time by lying about being Nick’s wife.
He didn’t realize that she had the nerve to do the same thing now!
But unlike last time, this time he was surprisingly unable to refute it.
He clenched his teeth in anger, vaguely hearing light laughter coming from the crowd of onlookers. He knew that if that stalemate continued, the only one who would lose face would be himself.
But after leaving from there, this woman would still be at his mercy!
He took a deep breath and was just about to hastily end this conversation when he heard Nick speak, “Deal the cards.”
The cashier who had been waiting for a long time looked at Victoria with some difficulty, “This young lady doesn’t seem to have any chips… yet”
Cheques were exchanged for chips in the casino, anyone could always ask a waiter to redeem it whenever they needed it.
Victoria was pulled here temporarily and naturally didn’t have any extra money with her.
Weston had long ago raised his hand to signal for someone to exchange chips for him, he looked coldly at Victoria, “Since you’re married, why don’t you just go home and raise the kids? Let someone else have this seat.”
He thought that bringing her here would help him regain some face, but he didn’t realize that it would almost cause him to lose more face.
Looking at the face again was also a bit distasteful.
A woman with too many thorns in her side was not the best candidate for a lover, not to mention that her pretense of innocence was sickening.
It would be good to take this opportunity to humiliate her, so that she would recognize her own identity.
As long as she left voluntarily, his bodyguards would take her down outside the bar, and then she would still be at his mercy.
At that moment someone let out a scoff, “Mr. Kingsley is right, you’d better not embarrass yourself here.”
Victoria raised her eyebrows and looked up.
Natalia stood a meter away from Nick, glaring angrily at her at that moment.