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

aliases does she

con artist, always

the end of the game, aside from Beck, the biggest winner was the man by

her a

glanced at the color of the chips, totaling up

the men she'd met at the bar before, Stella's skill in swindling men out of their money was indeed impressive. These suckers were all too willing to open their wallets

she really walk away from

walk away that she ended

found, would Stella have brazenly taken her place to make

standing up to

casino's luxury knew no bounds, with a garden that stretched up

darker spot, lighting up his first cigarette,

inexperienced in these matters; he knew exactly what that sound

fingers, he took a drag,

you're my treasure, you know that? How do you manage to be good

you sneaking glances at Beck? Huh, do you

voice, devoid of any deliberate

like him,

know, Elle hates those lofty young masters just like she hates

cigarette, scoffing at the thought, as he too

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

your boss, and

to die under the peony, a romantic even in death,

against all morals Stella playing around like this, wasn't

at the cigarette burning down between his fingers, his brow

in unforgivable acts

the shadows, probably not expecting anyone to be