The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 183

"Housewife, you mentioned before that you've never lost to anyone except on the violin. Is that true?"

Stella's gaze cut to Rachel, catching the smug smirk playing on her lips. Instantly, she figured out Jasper's intention.

"Let me guess," Stella drawled, voice dripping with icy amusement. "You want to place your little bet too?"

Jasper stiffened. The razor edge of her perception had caught him off guard - he hadn't anticipated she'd read their move so quickly.

"If you're so confident, why don't we have a little wager?"

Stella's expression remained unchanged. "What's the bet?"

Jasper looked around, raising his voice just enough for everyone nearby to hear.

"If you lose, you have to get down on all fours and bark like a dog."

call you whatever you want granny,

to be my son? Does Keen agree?

The onlookers, who

but managed to keep it together, remembering his

you're afraid of losing

see right through his little tricks. "I'm fine with a bet, but let's change the stakes. Mr. Wilkinson should join you in barking

dog! And no excuses like fainting, a broken violin,

expression was

excitement.

to back out,

while later, Haynes and

was both annoyed and disappointed. He turned his little face away, not wanting to look at Stella. His mom really made him angry this time. She had deliberately spilled orange juice all over Rachel to prevent him from getting a good

this before. It must be that troublesome

to the