Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 2057

Beck couldn't be bothered to look at Stella anymore, but then he heard Nydia let out a sigh.

"Look, if a person isn't absolutely cornered, pushed to the brink where dying isn't even an option, why would they ever choose to become a monster? This underground casino has been running for years, and trust me, I've seen more types of people than you can imagine." Beck suddenly fell silent, his slender fingers fiddling with a poker chip, lost in thought.

Stella, wrapped in a man's embrace, had already made her way to the table.

When she spotted Beck, she acted as if she didn't know him, obediently standing by the man's side like a trophy.

Beck won a good amount of chips in the meantime, noticing the man's hand creeping under Stella's dress.

Stella seemed oblivious, continuing to whisper something in the man's ear.

The man raised an eyebrow and upped the ante.

This round, the man won, delightedly planted a kiss on Stella's cheek, and handed her three chips as a reward.

Stella leaned into him with a laugh, eliciting whistles from the crowd.

It was her outfit, really-turning heads, with curves in all the right places.

Just looking at her was enough to make anyone's throat tighten.

But Beck saw through it-Stella's gambling skills were top-notch. The rounds the man won were all thanks to her subtle guidance.

Beck got serious, winning a few more rounds, until his gaze clashed with Stella's across the table.

The man holding Stella seemed to recognize Beck.

"Sweetie Jennie, you know Mr. Sanders?"

Stella shook her head. "Don't know him."

let out a

many aliases

con artist, always surrounded by different

aside from Beck, the biggest winner was the

giving her a

glanced at the color of the chips, totaling up

Stella's skill in swindling men out of their money was indeed impressive. These suckers were all too willing to open their wallets

walk away from

away

Stella have brazenly taken her place

less, standing up to leave

with a garden that stretched up to the

chose a darker spot, lighting up his first cigarette, only to

these matters; he

fingers, he took

know that? How do you manage to be good at

were you sneaking glances at Beck? Huh, do you like

silently took another drag, hearing Stella's voice,

like him,

lofty young masters just like she hates

his cigarette, scoffing at the thought, as he too harbored no fondness for

you. Ever since you've been with the boss, I've

know I'm with your boss, and you still dare to bring

peony, a romantic even in death,

thought what he was hearing was absolutely against all morals Stella playing

burning down between

unforgivable acts right there, but then he heard

the shadows, probably not expecting anyone to be