Chapter 835

Read of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat

As soon as Sean Moore said this, the others started to coax.
Sean was their mainstay, and his words certainly carried great weight.
“Ms. Quimbey, you don’t dare? Three contracts and a French kiss. No matter how you calculate, you
have the advantage!”
“That’s right, Ms. Quimbey! If you can charm Mr. Moore, even if you do end up losing, there may be a
turnaround…”
“Ms. Quimbey, if you don’t dare, you can even let your friend replace you.”
Some people turned to look at Nicole.

Nicole’s face was slightly sunken. Before Nicole could speak, Yvette got anxious.
“What’s there to be afraid of? It’s just a game anyway!”



Before Nicole had time to stop her, Yvette had already blurted out.
Nicole pulled Yvette and explained in a whisper. “Sean Moore isn’t a simple guy. Let’s forget it. It’s okay if
you can’t sign today.”
Since they attended this gathering, it meant that they had a willingness to cooperate with the Quimbeys.

Nicole looked at Sean, who had a specious smile on his face and a confident look.
She could not help but feel worried for Yvette. Yvette’s brain was muddled by alcohol, so she had an
impulsive urge and did not listen to any persuasion. Yvette felt that she could definitely win.
“Don’t worry, I won’t lose!”

Yvette stood up and said, “Let’s play poker dice. One game to determine the winner with the highest
rank.” Sean nodded. “Sure.”





Everyone gradually fell silent and looked over.



Yvette casually picked up the dice cup, shook it, and slapped it on the table. Her series of actions was
casual but with a confident arrogance. She opened it.

Three of a kind.



Nicole breathed a sigh of relief.

The people around were silent for a moment.

It seemed that it would be hard for Sean to win over Yvette no matter how good he was. Yvette was
focused on playing poker dice for several years and suffered a lot of beating for it before she quit. Sean
looked at Yvette and smirked, then picked up another dice cup. He only shook it a few times and
slammed it on the table.

His action was casual and undisciplined with a lazy posture.

“Ms. Quimbey, if I win, you won’t say that I’m bullying you, right?”
Yvette frowned. “If you win, it’s your ability, so I have nothing to say, but if you lose, the contract is right
here, so you have to sign it before you leave!”

Sean’s smile deepened. His voice was deep and slow as he said, ’then it’s a deal.” After saying that, he
opened the lid.



Everyone’s face changed slightly when they caught a glimpse of the dice. Except for Nicole and Yvette’s
people, everyone else laughed out loud. Four of a kind.

Yvette lost.

Nicole instantly raised her eyes and looked at Sean Moore. Sean laughed confidently. Since Yvette had
already said such words and she was allowed to choose prior to this, she no longer had room to
backtrack. This was not a child’s game, so even Nicole knew that Yvette was sure to accept this loss.

Yvette looked at the four of a kind he rolled for a few seconds and frowned, then pulled the corners of her
lips and snorted.
Nicole tugged on Yvette’s clothes to stop Yvette from fighting if she got too excited.
”You need help?”

It was not like they had no chance of winning.

Although Yvette looked drunk, she was conscious and knew what she was doing. Since she lost to Sean
in a guessing game, she chose a game that was most favorable to her. Yvette did not expect that Sean
Moore would be a master in all games.

’This son of a b”tch did this deliberately to nauseate me?!’

If Sean was just any other trust fund kid, Yvette could get his parents to teach him a lesson, but this
person should not be offended. Yvette turned her head and smiled. “It’s alright.” She felt very
apprehensive. Sean stood up, carelessly tidied up his clothes, put one hand in his pocket, and walked
out with long legs. “Ms. Quimbey, don’t be a sore loser…” The surrounding people burst into cheer.
Yvette’s face stiffened. She was livid as she thought, ’So what if I lost? It’s just a French kiss anyway!’
She stood up and said with a slight disdain in her tone, ”Mr. Moore, I wonder how your skills are
compared to my ex- boyfriends…”










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