The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Rhys‘ heart nearly stopped. He stared intently as the dealer slowly lifted the dice cup, while Chloe remained calm, sipping water passed to her by Kane with a smile on her face.

“Click.”

“Click.”

Kane and Nathan were also anxiously watching the cup. Their tension even surpassed Chloe, the one directly involved.

“Five…….five……..six……holy crap! We won!!” Nathan was the first to yell.

Everyone gasped.

“What a winning streak! Amazing!”

“Good heavens!”

Sweat trickled down Rhys‘ cheek. He sat on his chair, his facial muscles twitching involuntarily. Chloe, grinning, patted the mountain of chips in front of her, then looked up at Rhys.

“Rhys, get your chips ready. I’m going all in next round, um… you might not have enough if you don’t prepare more money for the next round…”

All that money in one round?!!! At this moment, everyone present had only one word in their minds-“Insane

Rhys was speechless for the moment, while Chloe laughed innocently. “Chill, we still have forty minutes. The bigger the bet, the higher your chances of turning the tables, right?”

That actually made sense! Rhys called a waiter over and prepared the chips for the next round.

Everyone’s emotions were indescribable at this point. Such a high–stakes game was unprecedented. Even Randall spent three days and nights bankrupting the entire Monte Carlo casino for six months.

sneak glances at Damon, who was sitting next to Chloe. Who was this guy, letting his woman gamble

so happy about it. Even for a man,

waiter quickly brought all the chips for the next

she cheat? How could she win

How could she think of

bets first, as if she knows beforehand…”

and all eyes were

started again. The dealer’s palms were sweaty, and the dice cup

on her confident and bright face. They all stared at her, swallowing hard in surprise. Where did she get such confidence? She could still smile in such a tense moment.

arms to Rhys and said politely, “Would you

his gaze moving back and forth between the “big” and “small” options in front of him. He had lost over a dozen rounds in a row, and this round’s bet was not a small

also quieted down. She had handed over the decision–making power to Rhys, so

entirely in his hands.

Rhys‘ face. His eyes were filled

hurry, playing with the chips in front of her. In the entire casino, if you were to choose who was the most relaxed, besides her, there probably wouldn’t be a second one. Unless you counted the man sitting next to her, who was always expressionless and radiating a cold aura, as also being

Nathan and Kane’s eyes, he was more like a bullied nerd. He was being ignored and bullied by his own wife,

glanced at Chloe, then pushed all

“I’m betting big!”

with her chips, paused, put down the chips in her hand, and glanced at the chips

rush to bet, but said to Rhys, “I heard that

“What are you trying to do?”

raised her eyebrows. “Nothing,

warily. “You even know how many shares I own, but you’re just

“Yeah,