"If you lose, how about becoming my woman?"
Paisley Ginger's gaze slowly darkened with desire.
"You wish, kid." Money didn't matter. The Lewis Family could afford it, but trying to claim someone like that? That's crossing the line.
This brat was clearly driven by lust.
"Tsk, sister-in-law? Hmm, a married woman, huh? But I don't mind. What do you say? Want to play? Five million a round."
Listening to Paisley Ginger's words, Wyatt Lewis and Joseph Sanders couldn't hold back. As men themselves, they could clearly see through his intentions.
Not only was he a lecher, but he wanted to gamble five million a round, aiming to leave Hope Williams both broke and defeated. Utterly shameless.
Wyatt Lewis stepped forward, "I'll play with you. Stop bullying women."
Paisley Ginger shot Wyatt Lewis a smile, "But I'm not interested in men."
Hope Williams raised her hand to block Wyatt Lewis and Joseph Sanders, then turned to Paisley Ginger, "I won't play for five million."
