Betting

Charles’ joy bloomed as he gazed into Maria’s eyes, adorned with a captivating smile.

He raised his hand. In front of everyone, he pinched her soft, white cheek gently.

The smile on his lips widened. “If we lose, you will leave it to my discretion back home!”

Despite his harsh words, his actions were gentle.

Angel looked at Charles’ affection for ‘Mia’ with jealousy, her eyes turning red.

Why was Mia blessed with a wealthy stepfather and the chance to marry Charles, a handsome and wealthy man?

Besides, wasn’t it rumored that Charles did not like women?

What magic did Mia possess to make this man love her to this extent?

Watching Maria wince in pain and then being enveloped by Charles’ embrace,

Angel clenched her teeth. “Are you sure you want to bet?”

Maria nodded in Charles’ arms, smiling, “I want to bet.”

Angel didn't want to watch Mia and Charles showing off their love any second longer.

She picked up the pool cue and turned around, “If you want to bet, let's start!”

However, Mari