Chapter 231 Sticking Around Emyr for His Money
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Emyr’s lips curved into a deeper smile as he caught Charmaine’s gaze. With an almost casual air, he drained his glass of wine and coldly murmured, “Keep dreaming.”
Charmaine, unfazed, continued to gnaw on the steak, her frustration evident. Satan’s cruelty seems boundless!
Shawn, having already consumed several glasses of wine, appeared unaffected by the alcohol, his mind sharp despite a faint blush on his cheeks. He observed Veronica, who had been intently watching Emyr and Charmaine, and decided to speak up with a playful grin.
“It’s getting pretty boring just eating and drinking, don’t you think?” he said.
Sinnova, catching on to Shawn’s intentions, merely smiled and stayed quiet.
Shawn continued, “Since we’re all gathered here, why don’t we play a game? It’s been a while since we’ve done something like this with Mr. Emyr. We can’t let the evening go flat.”
Emyr shot him a sidelong glance, his face unreadable. “What kind of game?”
With a grin, Shawn excused himself and approached the manager. After a brief exchange, he returned holding a checkers set and passed it to Keon. “This place really needs more entertainment options. Took me a while to find this, but it’ll do for now.”
Keon, ever composed, leaned back in his chair, unbothered. “I handle food, not games.”
“Next time, I’ll bring something better,” Shawn said with a wink.
Sinnova raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “How does this game work?”
Shawn thought for a moment, then explained. “Here’s the deal. We’ll pair up. One player moves the pieces, and the other takes the punishment. If a team eats another’s pieces, they have to do a truth or dare challenge. The first team to reach the finish line wins and gets to punish the others.”
“Sounds fun,” Sinnova replied, a hint of challenge in her voice. “I’m with Keon. checkers may seem simple, but it’s trickier than you think.”
Freya, eager for a chance to team up with Emyr, jumped in. “Then I’ll team up with Emyr.”
Emyr immediately interrupted, his voice firm, “I’m with Charmaine.”
Charmaine’s face lit up at the mention of her name.
Games were her thing–especially if there were drinks involved.
Freya’s expression soured, but before she could protest further, Keith, another heir in the group, invited her to join his team, saving her some face.
Shawn scanned the group. “In that case, I’ll pair up with Veronica.”
Veronica, surprised yet pleased, thanked Shawn silently.
The game began, and each team took turns rolling the dice, hoping for a six.
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landed.
Sinnova raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Ms. Nelson, you seem quite the expert
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Charmaine grinned innocently. “I watched a tutorial online. I didn’t think it would work, but hey, guess I’m just lucky.”
The next roll only landed on a two, but the momentum was in her favor. As the game progressed, Keon and Freya finally made their moves, but Shawn remained stuck.
By the fourth round, Charmaine was well ahead, with Emyr’s piece right on her tail. Veronica watched with anxious eyes, hoping for a change in luck.
Shawn glanced at her before rolling again, landing on a four.
Veronica let out a soft sigh. How is it that Shawn, who mingles in so many circles, can’t even get lucky with a
dice roll?
Meanwhile, Charmaine and Emyr were proving to be an unstoppable team, quickly capturing Freya’s piece.
Freya, her expression sweet yet desperate, turned to Emyr. “I’ll choose dare. You wouldn’t really punish me, would you, Emyr?”
Without a flicker of emotion, Emyr looked past her and said coldly, “Eat a spoonful of mustard and drink three shots of alcohol.”
Freya’s face paled as she realized what was coming. The others cheered her on, but Freya, determined not to back down, rejected Keith’s offer to take the punishment and bravely downed the mustard and shots.
Moments later, she rushed to the restroom, leaving a messy scene behind.
Charmaine couldn’t help but give Emyr an approving thumbs up. He wasn’t just heartless–he was stone cold.
When Freya returned, her eyes were red, and her lipstick was smudged. She shot Charmaine a venomous glare. “Let’s keep going.”
Another round passed, and Shawn finally made his move. Freya, directing Keith, managed to capture Emyr’s piece.
Charmaine shivered under her glare but stood her ground. “I’ll choose truth,” she declared.
Freya sneered, her smile full of malice. “Charmaine, you’re only sticking around Emyr for his money, aren’t you?”
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