The bet is on! What will the winner be rewarded? Someone asked in the group chat.

The discussion soon got a lot more attention.

That was what everyone wanted to know.

After all, no one would be interested in participating in a bet they could not afford.

One of the higher-ups smirked subtly before typing: A bottle of Louis XiIIl! Louis XIII! Not bad.

Someone's gambling big.

Alright, I am in! Count me in.

One by one, the rest of the room put down their bets.

Following suit, everyone lowered their cell phones and turned their attention to Shane.

Under the anticipation of the board, Shane picked up the phone.

His lips parted and asked, "How's my wife?"

With those three words, the entire conference room was split into two sets of emotions.

Half of them cheered silently in their victory while the other half sighed miserably upon their defeat.

The losing half now had to buy a bottle of Louis XIII each and gifted them to those who won the bet.

Fortunately, everyone in the room was high-ranking officials and had a considerably fat paycheck.

bottle of Louis XII might be pricey, but

the

in his seat at the head of

affectionate expression made everyone on

would act once he fell

as he was, or if he would shed his stern look

it was evident that the

got married,

in both his actions and his

side of him was

his subordinates, Shane was still as cold as he was prior to

that was

become a gentle person after he started

person was either crazy or

truly did a one-eighty after

they had a complete switch in their

perfect example of how marriage can change

seat, Shane seemed to notice the unusual attention

yourself over there.Be careful and stay safe.Call me if anything happens.Also, let me know when you get back.I'll pick

"Okay."

with

and placed his cell phone on the table.He then swept the room with

you guys gossiping about

shook

"No! Of course not!"

"Really?"

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