After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 110

Chapter 110

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As the director, Simone couldn’t hand over her spot to Ian, and he wouldn’t have taken it anyway.

lan sat down between Simone and Yolanda, watching both of their tiles.

He sat up straight, keeping his distance from Yolanda as much as possible, but with a mahjong table this small. he couldn’t avoid getting close anyway.

Charles glanced up, his eyes landing on lan for just a moment before looking away.

Just some rookie in showbiz he’d never heard of.

The game started in earnest.

Yolanda wasn’t very good at mahjong. Just as she was about to toss out a tile, a hand suddenly slid onto her thigh, the fingertips slowly and deliberately tracing over her skin.

She’d just taken a shower before coming over, wearing a dress with a tightly cinched waist. But once she sat down, the hem crept up, leaving her knees and a sliver of thigh exposed.

Now, that hand was brushing lightly against that bare skin. moving upward under the silk of her dress, inching higher with a mischievous insistence.

She didn’t glance at lan, pretending to focus intently on her tiles.

Ian didn’t look at her either, even reaching down to pick up a tile that had fallen to the floor.

Vivian, clearly trying to get under Yolanda’s skin, kept chatting with Charles about the project, monopolizing the conversation and making the atmosphere feel tense.

Simone tried to steer the conversation elsewhere. “Yolanda, you were talking about kids earlier. Have you thought about when you might want one?”

Yolanda’s lashes fluttered as she discarded a tile, and she slowly shifted her hand to snatch the unruly one on her thigh.

“Charles isn’t ready for that yet,” she said.

Charles picked up the tile Yolanda discarded, the corners of his mouth curving into a warm, gentle smile. “I just can’t bear to let you go through all that trouble.”

Yolanda won the round, scoring nearly ten grand. She stood up. “I’m gonna hit the restroom.”

That hand next to her had seriously crossed the line.

As soon as she left, Ian didn’t move to take her seat until Simone nudged him. “Ian, why don’t you take over for her?”

lan nodded and slid into the chair, his movements perfectly proper, no hint of anything out of line.

n her wannin still lingered between them.

now it was down to just Ian and

wody neat mingled

in deliberately, half–joking but strategic. “Ian, he’s got deep pockets. Bet he’s trying to score big this round. Don’t let him win,

making it clear he wasn’t worried about

back with a cold smirk. “Like

to handle things way better than

“You-!” Simone snapped.

everything went dark for a second.

making Ian leave the

downcast, long fingers picking up the last tile, murmured, “I’ve always

was a seven–Ian drew it himself, clinching a self–draw victory with a pure suit and even snagging that last lucky tile

lit up Yolanda’s face. “Wow, you really

praise made the whole room go silent for a beat. Charles, barely bothered, revealed his own hand–he’d been chasing the same seven, trying for a

about the money; it

brow, Charles watched Ian rise and slip back to his original seat, while

did was out of line, but somehow he just made everyone

once paid extra attention to Yolanda. He just talked shop with Simone here and there, keeping things perfectly

tossed out a tile, sounding almost bored. “Aunt

shot him a glare, itching to yank his ear. “Say that again and I’ll cut your ear off. Ian’s the lead actor in my show–talented, respectable, and I brought him along to give him

trailed off, remembering that Yolanda still had no clue

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reach, tossing her a smirk. “What are you trying

a warning look–telling her to watch her

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her hand back, and while they were messing around, neither of them noticed

her tiles,

but Charles was too quick. Huffing, she finally declared,

and dropped his chips onto the table, each landing with

cool hundred and ten grand–all of it landing

around Yolanda. “Let’s go.

everyone getting ready to leave, Simone asked. “The temple fair’s in full swing outside.

a yawn. “I’m beat. Just wanna

corner of her eye, Yolanda saw Vivian tugging on Charles’s sleeve. “Mr. Sinclair, wanna check

Charles glanced at Yolanda.

off, looking totally wiped.

fell,

and headed straight back to her

off with Vivian, and Yolanda couldn’t be bothered to care. She was just about to collapse onto the

find

hesitating for a second

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