Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 1069 Extra Story 50 Of Sweetness Between Bri And Mol Know When You Are Beaten

"Wow! It has been a long time since I heard your voice,"

said Shawn, not minding her attitude, "And you're still the same cold-hearted girl I used to know." He laid back on a hammock strung between two large maple trees.

"Get to the point please. Don't waste my time!" Yuri's voice was getting colder by the moment.

Much to her surprise, however, Shawn didn't freak out as he always did before. If anything, he sounded eerily friendly. "Just tell me where you are right now!"

Although Yuri was surprised at Shawn's reaction, she didn't want to talk to him right at this moment. She was having a quiet moment to herself by the sea, waves slapping over her feet again and again, while the sun sank over the horizon. Never did she imagine that she would one day enjoy such a peaceful time on a beach.

"I'm in Green Island now," Yuri replied briskly. She had dropped all the comings and goings between them. They were too familiar to each other and all the people regarded them as quarrelsome lovers. But now, she could finally shrug off all these thoughts. She thought she would live and die in a battlefield until the very end, but now that she had made it this far, she felt contented.

After hanging up the call, she raised her head to the sun low in the west. She was no longer young as well, but she had never felt so relaxed before.

This was life. No matter how good it was in her youth, all she ever wanted was a peaceful life. A peaceful life was a constant desire that every human being had in common.

However, life turned out to be more colorful than Yuri could ever imagine. In fact, she never expected that such a moment would come in her life. She had taken for granted the fact that she was going to end up placidly alone.

The next day, beyond her wildest imaginations, Shawn showed up in front of her with a bouquet of red roses in his hands when she was strolling along the sea. The roses were so vibrant and bright she felt as though it would burn her eyes. Needless to say, she was incredibly touched. Another thing she did not expect to see was how happy she would be to receive roses from this man. In that very moment, she felt as though her life was complete. Nothing could make her regret anything in this life.

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When night came, the sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars. The people of A City would be soaking in a life of luxury and dissipation. At night, the city would come to life anew, rich and colorful. Although most people would seek to relieve the exhaustion accumulated in the daytime, a minority of them would look for fun and excitement.

Inside the hall, Brian was observantly gazing at the Baccarat table as something unusual was happening there. Wave after wave, came and left, except for one woman, whose chips were piled up like a small mountain in front of her. After a while, the woman stood up and walked over to the dice table, seemingly bored, hoping to reignite her excitement. Perhaps Lady Luck was on her side tonight or perhaps she was quite skilled, because somehow she was able to accurately guess the points in the cup every time, neither more nor less. As time passed by, more and more players noticed her and began placing their bet on her. After a couple of rounds, the dealer had lost over one million, which was not a small amount by any means. As people always said, the banker in a gamble was always the winner. It wasn't like the players always had bad luck or their skills were insufficient, and it just meant that the dealer would always have the advantage to put things under his control when necessary.

However, this time, even though the dealer had tried his best to bring things back on track, he was unable to escape the woman's quick ears. As the old saying went, "He who touches honey is compelled to lick his fingers." "Leave it to me!" An exuberant voice graced the ears of the dealer.

As he turned his head to replace where the voice came from, he saw Shane smiling at him confidently. He hesitated for a second and then stepped aside to let Shane take his position. "She has won over one million at five-card stud, and together with these people, she is close to taking another million," he whispered to Shane's ear.

With the same carefree smile on his face, Shane nodded to him and stood on the dealer's position. Casually glancing at the woman, he said, "Madam, how about we try a new game?" And he ran his eyes over the crowd in front of the table and continued, "Let's place our bet on the points of the opposite side. The people around can follow whichever side they like! Deal?"

Immediately, the eyes of every player who had made a tiny fortune betting on the woman lit up like fireworks.

The woman fixated her eyes on the new dealer with a confident smile. Even her eyes had an arrogant tint to them. "Deal!" she shouted without any hesitation. However, the next moment, she added, "It's a pity that the capacity of this table is not enough..." "As long as your chips allow, all the VIP tables are now yours, Miss." Shane paused and then added, shooting a glance at the chips piled up in front of her, "I'm afraid that you'll need to work a little harder."

The VIP tables required five million minimum, and the woman only had around two million right now. Business was business, and there were no exceptions to the rules.

The woman didn't show any reluctance as she shook her head a little. "You're right. I need to work harder!" She made it sound like wining was something that could be done easily. Almost, at will. As if everything that was happening there was a part of her machination.