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.

started to sneak glances at Damon, who was sitting next to Chloe. Who was this guy, letting his woman gamble like this in the casino? He didn’t even blink

didn’t seem so happy about it. Even for a man, this would be a

brought all the

cheat? How could

beginner, didn’t you know? How could she think of

but she always bets first,

went silent, and all eyes were on Chloe…

were sweaty, and the dice cup landed on

her head. All eyes were on her confident and bright face. They all stared at

said politely,

at her, 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

words, the audience who had previously accused her of cheating also quieted down. She had handed over the decision–making power to Rhys, so it would

and the outcome of the game was entirely in his hands.

from Rhys‘ face. His eyes were filled with tension.

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 tense.

bullied nerd. He was being ignored and bullied by his own wife, but

then pushed all his chips

“I’m betting big!”

been playing with her chips, paused, put down the chips in her hand, and glanced at the chips scattered on the table by Rhys.

rush to bet, but said to Rhys, “I heard that you own ten percent

are you

eyebrows.

warily. “You even know how many shares I own,

“Yeah, just