Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 656

Zachary smirked as he watched Charlie, amused by his outlandish claims. The poor fool was so wrapped up in his fantasies of wealth that he completely missed the mockery in Zachary's eyes.

But as they say, no plan survives contact with reality.

Charlie never imagined his schemes would collapse before they even got off the ground.

"How could I lose?" Charlie stared blankly at the dice on the gambling table, unable to believe what was happening.

The noisy sounds of the gambling den faded away as his mind blocked them out. His ears heard nothing, and everything around him became a blur.

"Hey, are you playing or not? If not, get out of the way. You're blocking the table," someone shoved him aside.

Charlie was like a mad dog now, ready to snap at anyone.

He turned around angrily, about to lash out, when he saw Zachary standing calmly in the crowd as if nothing had happened.

sense-after all, it was his

couldn't contain the anger rising from deep within. He

Zachary cut him off coldly, seeming to read his thoughts. "I never guaranteed you'd win. That's

right, leaving Charlie

dose of reality extinguished his burning anger, leaving him so frustrated he could almost spit blood. Even passing

for someone with Zachary's intelligence, the games in

Charlie to complete desperation. Only

his anger and desire to lash out, Charlie didn't dare direct

to the fantasy that he could get

man, I'm sorry," Charlie said after collecting himself. "I'm just not in a good headspace right now. You head home-I need some time

leave and let out a

net" was near. Everything would

path was so deeply imprinted in his mind that he could find his way home even with his