Classic Novel
Chapter 42
Chapter 42
Chapter 42 Women Are Just Liquid Currency Allen looked at Abner almost subconsciously, but Abner’s face was still calm, as if he saw only a stranger. He guessed right, so what if Damara succeeds in climbing the bed, in their circle, women are just currency. “Yeah, I’ve changed my taste. Recently, I think Penny is pretty good.” As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, wanting to pinch Damara’s chin, pretending to be intimate. Damara grabbed his wrist, raised her head and smiled at him, “Mr. Allen, I forgot to tell you, I have a husband, so forget about being with someone.” There are many people at this table, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most watched one 0.00% ||| < 13.111 Chapter 42 Women Are Just Liquid Currency 40 Vouchers in the audience. Because Abner is here, besides him, there is Albert. Both of them were top figures in Washington’s elite circle, not to mention that Abner had always existed like a rich boy. He doesn’t like gambling, and most of the time he is pulled over, and he doesn’t care about his winnings or losses. after returning to the United States, the last time I came here to lose, I am afraid that it would be enough to let a company that is about to go bankrupt go through a round of financing.
There are two billion at hand. Who doesn’t like such a live G od of Wealth? So after he sat down at this table, almost all those who were qualified to sit at the table had already taken other seats. Allen pulled Damara over again, and the table 16.83% ||| O 13.11 Chapter 42 Women Are Just Liquid Currency couldn’t be more full. 11 40 Vouchers After being humiliated in front of so many people, Allen’s face was almost unbearable, and he wished he could slap him. But if he really fought, his reputation would probably be ruined. Did this bi tch figure this out long ago? With a livid face, he slowly retracted his hand. “Oh? Then who is your husband? I remember the last time I saw you at the hotel, the person next to you shouldn’t be your husband, right?” ^ Of course Allen didn’t dare to say Abner’s name, and if he had ten more guts, he wouldn’t dare to lose face. Damara smiled and straightened her back gracefully. “How did Mr. Allen know it wasn’t?” “Because that person is…!” 35.08% ||| JPlease check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
13.11 Chapter 42 Women Are Just Liquid Currency 40 Vouchers When Allen said this, he paused suddenly, his face turned a little red. Looking at Abner from the corner of the eye, the man seemed to stay out of the matter, as if he had no idea that they were talking about himself. Allen’s scalp tingled, the last time Damara lied that she was Abner’s wife and escaped. I didn’t expect to dare to repeat the old trick now! But unlike last time, this time he was unable to refute. He gritted his teeth angrily, and faintly heard chuckles from the crowd, knowing that if the stalemate continued, he would be the one who would lose face. After leaving here, this woman is still at his disposal! He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to hastily end this conversation, he heard Abner speak. 51.55% 13 11 ။ O Chapter 42 Women Are Just Liquid Currency 40 Vouchers “Deal the cards.” Damara in embarrassment, “This lady doesn’t seem to have any chips…” Casinos cash checks for chips, and there are waiters around, ready to ask them to cash them. Damara was brought here temporarily, so naturally she didn’t bring any extra money with her. Allen had already raised his hand to signal for someone to exchange chips for him. He looked at Damara coldly, “Since you are married, why don’t you go home and take care of your children? Let
someone else take this position.” I thought I could save some face by bringing someone here, but I almost made him feel even more ashamed. Looking at this face, I felt a little disgusted. A woman who is too pe verted is not the best candidate for a lover, not to mention she pretends to be noble, which makes people sick. 69658 < 13 11 Chapter 42 Women Are Just Liquid Currency 140 Vouchers It would be good to take this opportunity to humiliate her and let her recognize her identity. As long as she leaves voluntarily, his bodyguards will take her down outside the bar, and then he won’t be allowed to rub her into a circle. Someone sneered, “Mr. Allen is right, some people should not be ashamed of themselves here.” Damara raised an eyebrow and looked up. Adeline was standing a meter away from Abner, glaring at her now.