Chapter 687 Under the silver glow of the moon, the chill of the night air was pierced by howling winds.

Yet inside the bar, it was as warm as a midsummer night-

Cliff had organized a poker night, and the atmosphere was electric with excitement.

"Pair of twos, I win! Ha, your Ferrari is now mine!"

"No fair, you're cheating! Let's go another round!"

"Come on, don't be a sore loser! Alright, I'll give you another chance. But if I win again, your house in Cedar Grove Estates is mine too."

"You're on!"

It was just a car and a house, not like they couldn't afford to lose them!

Cliff wasn't betting; he was just enjoying the show. As one round ended, he glanced back and noticed Murray sitting alone on the couch, nursing a drink.

"Hey, why the long face? They're betting big tonight. Don't you want to join in?"

Murray looked disinterested: "You guys go ahead."

bottle again, he treated a fine vintage of Lafite

winced at the sight but decided to leave

face, Murray continued to pour himself another drink when suddenly his phone

It was Grace.

times she had gone out of her

his voice cold, and the background music was loud and chaotic. The woman paused for a moment, likely guessing he was at a bar. She didn't pry, only wanting to talk about dinner plans for

response was lethargic, as if nothing could catch his

should hang up, to show she was unfazed, which

help wanting to say something

"Didn't you say you had

was quite

asked,

the botanical garden

we have to stay overnight

you collect

tone remained

of interest

could hang up,

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