Secret Wife, Real Billionaire

With a detached smile, Renee resumed the game.

The crowd's eyes turned to her, expecting to see anger or sadness, maybe even jealousy. But her expression showed none of these emotions, leaving them somewhat disappointed. Then something odd happened.

Ever since Marcelo started advising Vivian, Renee, who had been on a winning streak, began to lose. And she was only losing to Vivian. It was almost as if she was deliberately playing into Vivian's hands, sending her chips her way.

"Miss Hudson seems to have run out of luck," someone commented.

Vivian, clearly pleased, surveyed the chips she had won from Renee. "I win again," she declared.

"Miss, you're running low on chips," the chip attendant reminded Renee.

Everyone at the table watched Renee, almost gloating, waiting for her to show embarrassment at not having enough money.

But Renee, under their watchful gaze, did something unexpected. She reached out her right hand towards Marcelo and tilted her chin up slightly. "Mr. King, I'm out of money," she announced with confidence, as if asking for financial assistance.

Marcelo chuckled at her boldness. "Exchange my money for chips for her," he instructed the waiter.

He had been wondering how someone with Renee's skills and intelligence could keep losing to others. It appeared she was maneuvering for him to lend her money.

He wasn't annoyed. Instead, he found her actions unexpectedly charming.

The crowd was left in shock! Everyone in the room had witnessed women asking their wealthy partners for money before, but Renee's bold and assertive approach was something new to them. What was more surprising was that Marcelo willingly complied, and he seemed quite pleased about it!

Vivian's face lost its color, turning ashen. The smug expression she wore earlier vanished. It wasn't just because Marcelo indulged Renee's brazen behavior, but also because she had heard him chuckle.

Why is he so happy with Renee?!

Suddenly, Vivian felt foolish for having asked him to intervene with Renee. It seemed Renee had orchestrated this whole scenario from the start!

"You used to be a top socialite, but now look at you, Renee. How shameless,"Alma interjected, defending her friend. "You've really lost all sense of dignity after being friends with someone as bankrupt as Sarah."

At that moment, Renee set down the cards she was holding and fixed Alma with a calm, yet unnerving stare.

The room fell silent. Then, in a swift movement, Renee reached out as a waiter passed by with a tray of desserts. In a blink, she grabbed something from the tray and approached Alma. "Clang!"

sound of

scream

the neck, pressed her head onto the table. The cards she had been playing were scattered and disheveled by Alma's

face looked delicate and beautiful, but it was marred by an icy coldness.

verge of struggling, froze

voice devoid of expression. "Make

something that

tines against her neck caused Alma's heart to plummet. She swallowed hard, too afraid to move an

my God..."Alyssa gasped, her hand covering

everyone too stunned to speak, taken aback by

Let me go..." Alma's voice quivered, fear evident in her tone, worried that

can say Sarah is bankrupt, but you have no right,"Renee sneered. "Your family lives off what Sarah left behind. Who are

distress, snapped back to reality. She grabbed Marcelo hand,

an

and caught

fixed on Vivian's hand, which

pulled his hand away, saying, "Vivian, I

thought if he said anything more, Renee would be really

bother with Alma's

she brought it

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lip. She looked at

let it get

started

waved his hand signaling them to stop n their

it on

was obviously

so, the guys were reluctant to

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jealousy surged as she watched Marcelo, convinced he was showing intense fondness towards

emotional. This could end badly for her Vivian

Marcelo just watched Renee, unbothered. "She's aware of what