Chapter 213


    In the private room…


    The temperature plummeted when rence entered the private room.


    The whole room was shrouded in an oppressive aura.


    A person at the gambling table asked, “What’s wrong with Mr. Conrad?”


    Vincent took a nce at the man who was sitting on the sofa and drinking wine alone, “Maybe he was


    bit again.”


    “…”


    Another person said, “Oh, is he so unruly in bed? But I haven’t heard that Mr. Conrad has a woman.”


    Vincent smiled, yet he didn’t reply.


    Right at this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open. The woman who bit Mr. Conrad


    walked into the room.


    Vincent looked up and felt a bit surprised when seeing Ste. He didn’t expect that rence could


    bring her here.


    Wasn’t the two of them in dichotomy?


    Ste’s eyes met with Vincent’s in the air. She slightly nodded at him as a kind of greeting.


    Then she walked towards rence and sat down beside him.


    Vincent raised his brows and shifted his gaze.


    Right at this moment, a person asked, “Who’s she? She’s so beautiful. Is she a model or a entertainer


    in Mr. Conrad’spany?”


    Vincent replied calmly while shuffling the cards, “Mr. Conrad’s ex-wife.”


    Everyone was shocked.


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    Rumor had it that rence detested his ex-wife and they finally divorced. Why were they together


    again?


    rence was still drinking wine calmly at a corner. He didn’t say anything.


    Ste also remained silent.


    Anyway, he simply requested her to apany him to this gambling party, but he didn’t tell her what


    she should do.


    Ste took a nce towards Vincent and noticed that the men around him were all dandies from rich


    families. She felt curious. Would this gambling partly help the projects that were affected by this


    scandal?


    When Ste became more and more suspicious of it, rence’s voice sounded, “Do you want to


    drink?”


    Ste shifted her gaze and looked towards rence. In the dim light, she couldn’t see his face clearly


    and therefore she could see the emotions in his eyes. She could only see his chin.


    Ste was stunned for a while, but she came back to her sense soon, “No, thanks.”


    She seemed to hear the man’s chuckle in the darkness. rence picked up his ss and gulped down


    the wine. His Adam’s apple popped up and down along with his movements.


    He put down the ss and then walked to the gambling table.


    Noticing that he was walking over, a man stood up, “Mr. Conrad, please sit here. I happen to have


    something to deal with and I have to go now.”


    rence sat on his seat. Then Vincent told him, “This position is quite unlucky today. He has lost for


    the whole night. Mr. Conrad, be careful.”


    “Is it unluckier than you?”


    Vincent was rendered speechless.


    Why was he so irritable today?


    His words were so aggressive.


    Therefore, everyone around the table reached a consensus – Mr. Conrad is in a bad mood now, so


    we’d better not offend him.


    As what Vincent had said just now, rence lost for several consecutive rounds.


    He put down the cards and tilted his head to look at Ste, “Come here.”


    Ste walked over and said after hesitating for a short while, “I don’t know how to y this.”


    She added rigorously after a short while of silence, “Nor do I have money.”


    She would by now means give her hard-earning money to these hideous capitalists.


    rence was rendered speechless.


    Vincentughed, “It doesn’t matter. Mr. Conrad is a phnthropist. Recently, he increased the greening


    rate of the city, saying it was to protect the environment…”


    Before Vincent could finish his words, he felt a cold gaze and immediately shut up.


    Ste sat on the chair that rence sat just now, “But I really don’t know how to y this.”


    rence said in a calm voice, “Aren’t you so capable? How could it be possible you’re stumped by


    this?”


    Vincent, who sat opposite to him, coughed to remind him that enough was enough.


    rence always criticized indiscriminately when he was angry.


    It would bete if he regretted itter.


    If this happened in the past, Ste would have started a quarrel with him. But this time, she kept


    reminding herself that she was here to solve the problem, not to quarrel with this wretched man.


    When she was about to lose temper, rence finally said something that wasn’t annoying, “Let me


    teach you.”


    Ste replied with a nasal sound indifferently.


    Maybe it was because Jeffery was a gambler, Ste show no interest in gambling since childhood. She


    didn’t understand the pleasure of it.


    She acted like an emotionless robot during the whole process and she simply yed the card that


    rence instructed her to y.


    However, ever since Ste sat down on this chair, this position became lucky.


    As she won for several consecutive rounds, the atmosphere around the gambling table became more


    and more exciting. But Ste felt sleepier and sleepier.


    “y that card.”


    Maybe it was because rence didn’t express it clearly, or maybe it was because Ste


    misunderstood it… She picked up a card, but when she was about to put it on the table, rence


    suddenly grabbed her wrist.


    His palm felt warm and dry and Ste felt it burning the moment he grabbed her. Her sleepiness was all


    gone instantly and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand.


    However, rence let go of her before she took action, “I didn’t mean this card. You should y the


    card near it.”


    Ste could only put the card back into the line and yed another card.


    When this round was over, Ste stood up and said, “Mr. Conrad, can you y it? I want to go to the


    toilet.”


    After finishing the words, Ste quickly left the room regardless of whether rence had agreed to it or


    not.


    After her leaving, other men around the table all found an excuse and left the room one by one.


    Today was not a good day for gambling because they would offend rence negligently.


    Seeing that they all had left, Vincent clicked his tongue and put the cards in his hand on the table, “Are


    you here to y cards, or to ruin this game?”


    rence sat on the sofa again and poured himself a ss of wine, “I didn’t drive them out.”


    “You didn’t drive them out verbally.” Vincent said beside him, “Did anyone provoke you today? Did I tell


    you that you’re so sharp-toned and it works better than any other approaches if you can talk less?”


    rence swirled the ss in his hand and said indifferently, “Although she’s heartless, she has ears.”


    “…”


    Vincent continued, “What happened? You were so confident and enthusiastic not long ago. What’s


    wrong with you now? Why did you suddenly change your mind?”


    rence lifted his head and gulped down the wine. He didn’t answer him


    Vincent continued, “rence, when you’re pursuing a girl, you should be patient. It hasn’t been a long


    time, right? Moreover, you misunderstood her several times before. Remember, haste makes waste.”


    “If I don’t hurry up, you may take part in her wedding two monthster.”


    Vincent, “…”


    He heard from Nathan that Ste had been close with Emmett recently.


    But he hadn’t expected that their rtionship would progress so quickly.


    Vincent was a bit confused, “Then why do you have such an attitude towards her?”


    “Did those approaches work?”


    “I guess they didn’t work.”


    Otherwise, rence would not be so upset and drank wine here.


    Fixing his ck eyes on the ss in his hand, rence curled his thin lips into a smile and said word


    by word, “It’s a long-term n.”