Chapter 52
Chapter 52
Lianne knew this card game was different from the last time she played. As she did not know how to
play, she did not dare to take Zane’s place.
Just when she opened her mouth to refuse, Zane said, “Just play as you wish. It doesn’t matter
whether you win or lose.”
Lianne had to go to the table. Even though Zane said she could play casually, she felt pressured for
fear that she might accidentally lose enough money to buy a house.
Eugene held Rosa’s hand and put down a card. “Zane, life is short. Treat yourself better while you’re
young. You should date when you can. Don’t live like an ascetic.”
Zane ignored him. Lianne whispered for help on the side, “Mr. Atlas, which card should I play?” Zane
stretched out his hand and took out a card from her hand with his slender fingertips. “Don’t panic. Just
do whatever you want.”
Since he was so close to her, Lianne could smell the faint woody fragrance from him. It was very faint
but pleasant. Thus, she was a little distracted.
Seeing the small interaction between the two, Eugene laughed and joked. “Zane, is it because you
fancy someone else now that you’re in a rough patch with your wife?”
Eugene purposely glanced at Lianne. What he implied was obvious.
Zane glanced at him with a cold gaze. “You can tease me, but don’t damage the girl’s reputation.”
Eugene shrugged. “If you have someone you like, go after her boldly. As the saying goes, you might
just miss out on this opportunity if you wait too long.”
Zane said, “Just focus on the game.”
Eugene replied, “Okay, okay…”
The whole afternoon was spent at the poker table. While everyone had a great time playing, every
minute was torture to Lianne.
At the end of the game, Lianne lost all of Zane’s chips.
Eugene was delighted. “Zane, you finally lost this time! We have to think about how much we can get
from you.”
Zane gently pushed up his silver glasses frame on the bridge of his nose. “Go ahead.”
Eugene was not shy. “I want the Springfield Project.” C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.
The Springfield Project was the largest project the Atlas Group had at the end of this year. Moreover,
Atlas Group had already invested a lot in the early stage.
Lianne was terrified when she heard that. The amount was more than just an apartment. It was tens of
billions of dollars.
She looked at Zane apologetically. If she had known that so much was at stake, she would not have
played in Zane’s place, no matter what.
“It’s okay. Since I let you play, I’m not afraid of losing,” Zane comforted Lianne. Then, he took out his
phone and made a call. “We’ll withdraw from the Springfield Project’s bid.”
Eugene gave him a thumbs up. “Zane, you’re the most generous person ever!”
He added, “It’s getting late, so let’s eat. After that, I want to have supper with my wife.”
At this time, Lianne did not know that the supper Eugene mentioned was not as she understood
literally. It was only after she checked into her room that she realized its meaning.
The guest room was a three-story wooden building specifically used for entertaining Zane’s close
friends. He never received any other guests.
The three couples stayed together. Lianne was assigned to Room 202, while Zane stayed in Room
201. Eugene and Rosa were in Room 203.
It was especially quiet in the mountains at night, and the temperature was several degrees lower than
in the city. The suite felt so empty, leaving Lianne feeling lonely and terrified.
Just as Lianne was about to video call Sierra and Tyler, she heard some ambiguous noises coming
from next door.
Lianne covered her ears in embarrassment, but she could still hear the noises clearly.
It went on for ten to thirty minutes or even longer. Lianne finally survived the noises and thought. she
could go to sleep peacefully. Unexpectedly, the rhythmic moans sounded again.
Lianne could not stand listening to it anymore, so she put on her coat, wanting to hide in the yard for a
while. She would only come back after the couple next door finished their business.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lianne walked out of the room, she saw Zane calmly smoking at his door.