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.

pieces onto the board, her expression

she scattered the pieces. It wasn't until she stepped outside and felt the coolness on her fingers that she realized she had been

called after her, his voice finally tinged with

even harder. Vespera left the Munoz residence. Her phone rang incessantly on the drive as Luke was calling her repeatedly. She blocked his number without

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

a heart attack when she read the

drove on, the world outside her window shifting as the sky darkened and rain began

zipped past her-a motorcycle swerved recklessly in front of her car. Her heart lurched, and she slammed on the

a loud crash jolted Vespera from behind. Her head

she looked up, the rain-soaked world outside was tinged with red. She grabbed

the yellow motorcycle that had cut her

eye-to-eye with a man who appeared to be in his late 40s or early 50s. He was

his expression apologetic. "Miss, I'm terribly sorry. 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? You can send us a list of

just wait for the police to handle

foul mood, and after being startled twice in

and walked to the rear, where she saw the back of her car dented from the collision with the Bentley behind her. Frowning, she

car to

wipers pushed the rainwater aside, only for the glass to be quickly

fixed on Vespera, who was holding her forehead

radiated intense frustration, her white shirt soaked through by the rain.

called out once again. "Mr.

glanced at his watch before replying, "Gerard is on his way. I'll leave first. You

"Understood."

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

two cars stopped

out of her car. The occupants of

tall, elegant figure emerged. His skin was pale, his deep eyes sharp and commanding. When he noticed her gaze, he glanced her way