Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon

Chapter 5

Vespera collected the remaining two pieces.

The checkers game was supposed to be winner-takes-all, but Tina was unwilling to accept defeat. So, she decided to act shamelessly.

"Even though you won first, I also have five in a row now. So I win too." She defiantly placed another piece on her row of four, claiming victory.

Vespera stared at Tina briefly as if she were a fool. "Well, if that's the case, I guess I can keep going too."

With that, she placed another piece on the board, easily completing another row of five.

Over the next minute, Vespera nearly cleared the board, blocking Tina at every turn until the latter couldn't make any move.

Tina's face turned red, then pale, and she demanded a rematch.

Second game, third game, fourth game...

Vespera either toyed with Tina, slowly crushing her spirit, or ended the game swiftly with precise, ruthless moves. Having been treated like a fool, Tina burst into tears.

"Enough!" Luke snatched the game box from Vespera's hands with an icy expression.

Seeing Luke take her side, Tina threw herself into his arms, sobbing as if Vespera had bullied her.

Luke and Felicia comforted Tina. Then, the latter scolded Vespera, "It's just a game of checkers. Why take it so seriously? You're so petty and competitive. It's clear you come from a poor family!"

The voices around Vespera blurred into a meaningless hum.

Luke's face, once so bright and radiant in her eyes, now seemed like a faded, distorted film reel, unrecognizable and dull.

Whatever. 20 more days. She'd let him do as he pleased.

the remaining pieces onto the board, her expression bored and indifferent. She then

as she scattered the pieces. It wasn't until she stepped outside and felt the coolness

called after her, his voice

to his waist, crying even harder. Vespera left the Munoz residence. Her phone rang incessantly on the drive as Luke was calling her repeatedly. She blocked his number

message to Felicia. "15 million dollars! If you short me even a single cent, I'll make sure

nearly had a heart attack

her window shifting as the sky darkened and rain began to fall. Her thoughts scattered like the raindrops,

motorcycle swerved recklessly in front of her car. Her

from behind. Her head

the rain-soaked world outside was tinged with red. She grabbed a tissue and wiped the

rear-ended, and the yellow motorcycle that had cut

on her car window. Vespera rolled it down to find herself eye-to-eye with a man who appeared to be in his late 40s or early 50s. He was wearing glasses and

I'm the one who collided with you. We'll take full responsibility. My boss is in a bit of a hurry right now, so could we exchange contact information?

the police to handle it," Vespera replied

already in a foul mood, and after being startled twice in quick succession, her frustration

back of her car dented from

her insistence, Raymond didn't try to stop her. He returned to his car to report the situation. "The lady isn't

the rainwater aside, only for the glass to be quickly covered again by a fresh layer of

his gaze fixed on Vespera, who was holding her

her white shirt soaked through by the rain. Droplets

called out once again. "Mr.

"Gerard is on his way. I'll leave first. You

"Understood."

her car. A short while later, the police arrived, followed

two cars stopped almost

her car. The occupants

skin was pale, his deep eyes sharp and commanding. When he noticed her gaze, he glanced her way