NovelBook| raised my eyes and looked at Tory with a slight smile, saying, "I'm sorry, Mr.
Zimmerson."
Tory shrugged, nonchalant about it. "Looks like I'm about to lose."
As soon as he said that, he tossed the cards he had been fidgeting with onto the pointer of the spinning wheel.
The pointer started spinning quickly, then slowly pointed at six.
The onlookers sighed, feeling sorry for him.
Tory maintained his composure. His gaze did not even rest on the spinning wheel. He was seemingly nonchalant
about the result.
The pointer eventually pointed at number seven, which many found incredulous.
Tory smiled. He stared atand pretended to sound pitiful. "What a pity. You nearly won."
| pursed my lips without a word.
Looking at the pointer on the spinning wheel, | realized that this round would only end up with such an outcome.
We could only be tied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe was the owner of this casino and could easily achieve it.
| understood what he meant by that. He did not want to discuss anything with me.
However, | would not give up so easily. | turned around and leaned against the table, saying mildly, "Do you
really not want to have a chat with me, Mr. Zimmerson?"
Tory snickered lightly and sat down at the table, asking frivolously, "What do you want to talk about, Wanda?
Relationships?
"That's possible, actually." He narrowed his eyes and scrutinized me. "Although you're not young anymore,
you're actually quite beautiful and have a more unique charm than the younger ladies. I've heard stories about
how much Theo went through back in the days because of you. I really want to ask you if your relationship is
established on the gof cat and mouse?"
His words carried undisguised disdain and mockery.
| was unaffected and said with a smile," Looks like you don't want to talk."
Tory raised his eyebrows and said no more.
He had tacitly assented to it.
In that case, | was not going to be insensible. | went to sit down on the sofa, waiting quietly for Theo to come
back.
However, after a few minutes, | suddenly realized that something was amiss. | abruptly stood up, then ran out of
the private room. Everything happened so quickly that when Tory realized what was going on, it was already too
late for him to chase after me.
In the lobby on the first floor, everything seemed normal as when we arrived, but | noticed several more people
were staring at me.
Was it a coincidence?
Most probably not!
| toured around the lobby. Tory had caught up with me. | turned to look at him, "Theo trusts you, but I've been
vigilant. Although | have no idea how the Louises compare to the Zimmersons, I'm able to make your life less
comfortable for the next few decades." Tory frowned, his gaze turning cold. "What do you mean by that?"
| sneered. "Mr. Zimmerson, if you want to setup, then you should've at least made a thorough investigation
on everyone. You shouldn't have missed out on anybody. You're so unprofessional." Tory's face turned cold as
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwell. "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry for forgetting to introduce myself." | looked at him with a coquettish smile. "Letformally introduce
myself now. My nis Wanda Lane. You only knowas an orphan who was raised by a single woman and
grew up in a small county. | got lucky later in life and married into the Grants. But what you don't know is that
my biological parents have been looking forfor years. We reunited a few years back. Their identities left me
astounded. My parents are Grayson Louis and Petra White. I'm honored to be their daughter because that means
most people can't touch me."
"What did you say?" Tory was in disbelief." You're Grayson's daughter?
"How could it be? Isn't his daughter Ms. Reed?"
| smiled slightly. "That's just a misunderstanding. I'm their real biological daughter. The reason they didn't clarify
it is to ensure my safety."
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Tory narrowed his eyes, still looking unconvinced.
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