Chapter 999 Use My Husband as a Gambling Stake?


    "How dare you mock me?" Ysabel red at Emmeline. "Just because you''re Mr. Abel''s wife, you think


    you''re so great? Don''t be so shameless. The only reason you got Mr. Abel in the first ce is because


    he identally slept with you and got you pregnant. Otherwise, the first person that Mr. Abel sought


    when he returned would have been Ms. Sonia. Where would you fit in?"


    p! Emmeline pped her across the face. "You sure have a dirty mouth! You think life has that many


    ‘what ifs’?"


    Ysabel was caught off guard and struck by the p, feeling a little dizzy from the force. She stumbled


    backwards, gripping onto a chair to prevent herself from falling.


    With reddened eyes, she covered her face in anger. "Emmeline Louise! How dare you p me?"


    "Why shouldn''t I p you?" Emmeline rolled up her sleeves, ready to pounce.


    If she wanted to give the bitch a beating, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.


    "Ms. Emmeline," Sam burst out from behind the coffee counter. "There is no need to dirty your hands


    for something as simple as that. Leave it to me!"


    "That''s enough!" Sonia stood in front of Ysabel, her expression cold. "I came here to talk. Can we


    please have a civilized conversation?"


    "Then you better control that little goon of yours and talk to Ms. Emmeline properly!" Sam ced her


    hands on her and shouted. "Otherwise, I''ll kick you both out of here!"


    Sonia was speechless.


    She nced around and saw that Emmeline had the numbers advantage. Moreover, this was


    Emmeline’s shop. If things turned physical, she would definitely not have the upper hand.


    That being said, Sonia was still the privileged daughter of an influential family. She knew when to be


    flexible and when to assert herself.


    "Emmeline, on behalf of Ms. Ysabel here, I apologize to both of you," Sonia said.


    "Sonia!" Ysabel covered her face and said begrudgingly.


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    "Shut it!" Sonia red at her impatiently. "What''s the use of arguing?"


    Ysabel had no choice but to relent, sending Emmeline a vicious re.


    With the tension slightly eased, Emmeline also took a step back and said coldly, "Have a seat!"


    She then turned to Sam and instructed, "Bring two cups of coffee, extra sugar and milk. Consider it my


    treat!"


    "Very generous indeed," Sonia elegantly smoothed her dress and sat in front of Emmeline and Janie''s


    table.


    Ysabel sat down beside her, sneaking a sideways nce at Janie.


    Janie responded with a sharp gaze, causing Ysabel to shrink back.


    "What do you want to say?" Emmeline smiled faintly as she looked at Sonia. "Speak!"


    Sonia felt slightly overwhelmed by Emmeline''s arrogant and unyielding attitude.


    But she wasn''t one to easily admit defeat. She straightened her neck and said, "The matter about the


    race."


    "I remember," Emmeline narrowed her eyes. "What is the time and ce?"


    "Next Wednesday, at the Swan Lake racetrack on the outskirts of the city!"


    "Agreed!" Emmeline said with a smirk.


    "Let’s set the terms of the race," Sonia said. "May the best racer win!"


    "No problem!" Emmeline replied. "Tell me your terms!"


    "I''ve already written them down!" Sonia took out a sheet of A4 paper from her handbag.


    Emmeline took a quick nce at it, then tore the paper apart.


    "Emmeline!" Sonia stood up abruptly, "What is the meaning of this?"


    "You want me to ce my husband as a betting stake?" Emmeline narrowed her eyes, "Firstly, it’s


    impossible for me to lose to you. Secondly, your terms are totally not viable!"


    "If you lose, I want you to give Abel back to me!" Sonia said, "Are you too scared to bet?"


    "The hell I am!" Emmeline gritted her teeth. "But Abel is my husband. No matter how much of an


    asshole I can be, I will not use him as a gambling stake. Don''t you think that''s disrespectful to him? Did


    you even get his consent?"


    "Abel is MY lover. He was five years ago, and he will be five years from now. I haven''t changed. But


    because you came into the picture, we can never go back to the way things were. That''s why I’m going


    to win you and make you leave Abel!" Sonia said.


    "Lady, you really must be sick in the head!" Emmeline was so angry she startedughing. "What gave


    you such confidence? Or perhaps you have been living in the past all this time?"