The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 357

357: GOLDDIGGER’S GAMBIT

LUKE’S POV

“Do I look like I’m joking?“I told you, I’m broke.” I lied to her. I guess she was just a gold digger, and one thing my grandfather had taught me was never to roll with gold diggers.

Camila’s eyes narrowed as she scrutinized me, her lips forming a pout. “Come on, you can’t fool me. You’re wearing an expensive suit and exude a confident aura. I know wealth when I see it.”

I shook my head, trying to maintain my façade. “Sorry to burst your bubble, Camila, but appearances can be deceiving. This suit? It’s all fake. I just borrowed it for the night.”

She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest, clearly not buying my story. Oh, please. You expect me to believe that? You’re just playing hard to get, aren’t you? Trying to be all mysterious and enigmatic.”

I chuckled, finding her persistence both amusing and annoying. “Believe what you want, Camila. But the truth is, I’m not the wealthy playboy you seem to think I am. I’m just a regular guy trying to get by.”

She studied me for a moment longer, her expression unreadable. Then, with a sigh, she relented. “Fine, have it your way. But I still think there’s more to you than meets the eye.”

I shrugged, not wanting to delve any further into the conversation. “Suit yourself. So, what’s your story, Camila? What brings you to a place like this tonight?”

She flashed me a coy smile, her earlier disappointment seemingly forgotten. “Oh, you know. I’m just out for a bit of fun and looking for some excitement. And maybe a handsome stranger will keep me company.”

I raised an eyebrow, amused by her flirtatious demeanor. “Well, you certainly seem to have

found one.”

She laughed; the sound was musical and infectious. “Don’t tell me you’re talking about yourself.”

“Well, I’m actually,” I answered, scratching the back of my head.

fer not rich, then we have no business together.”

“Are you for real?” I asked her.

“Yes, do you think I’ll be wasting my time talking to broke–an idiot?”

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continued to belittle those she deemed unworthy of her time. Taking a

need for insults. We can have a civil conversation without resorting to name–calling.”

back down. “Oh, please. Spare me the

continued to play along. “Listen, Camila. I don’t value such language. I may not have wealth,

scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Respect? Please. “Respect doesn’t pay the bills, Luke.”

done here. I have no interest in continuing this conversation

pushed back my chair and stood

up, p

with a mixture of anger and disappointment. She watched me stand up, a smug smirk

the coward you are. You’ll never be

Reynold, I have something to tell you.”

looked at him. “And what

and I’m here to inform you that

see. I’ll inform my grandfather about it.”

information so I can call you to discuss things later.” “Okay,” I said with a nod. After

away.

a minute, are you Luke Reynold, grandson of Sir Reynold and owner of

her. “Why

me; I want

so eager to talk to

“Are you

Luke Reynold?”

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is Luke,” I replied, raising an

but I didn’t know you were the

do.” 1 gave her a fake smile.

“Oh my god!”

her a disgusting

with the sudden

explain herself, her words tumbling out in a desperate plea. “No, Luke, you don’t understand. I didn’t know

my arms, skeptical of her sudden change of heart. “Oh, now you want to

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