Billionaire's One Night Stand novel Chapter 318

After entering the inner cabin of the cruise ship from the deck, Aman glanced at Ragib, who was full of wine next to him. "You are polluted my air."

Ragib's consciousness returned to nature mysteriously from his drunkenness, and his face flushed from drunkenness. He said, "Haha, it's as if you don't drink."

"But I'm not jealous." President said meaningfully, "So my consciousness is always clear. I don't care about things that don't belong to me, and I won't do anything useless."

"..." Ragib glanced at Molly.

Molly didn't have any expression on his face.

It was useless to see him.

It was not he who told Aman, but he wanted to get close to Chloe.

"Ha ha ha ha." Ragib laughed, "Sometimes I'm sober, sometimes I'm confused, but most of the time I'm still clear about the facts."

"It doesn't matter." Aman looked at Chloe who was chatting happily with Zoya in front of him and coldly raised his lips. "My warning is over. Next time when I catch you, I will help you wake up in person, Ragib."

Ragib touched his nose.

How did Aman know that he wanted to get close to Chloe?

"Tell me about that person." After Chloe, Aman began to ask another thing.

"Nangong Yen?" Ragib put his hand into his trouser pocket. "I've checked. This time, the Peaks' didn't invite members of the Nangong family. I also asked Mr. Smith, but he didn't invite that person."

Aman's eyes turned cold.

"That's only one possibility." Molly said, "He came in with someone else's invitation, so that person didn't appear in the banquet hall. He didn't want others to recognize him."

"It's totally possible." Ragib shrugged his shoulders. "As for his purpose, according to Miss Chloe's words, maybe he wants to see what kind of person the wife Aman has hidden for nearly half a year."

Then he said, "But Miss Chloe said that she didn't say anything."

"Why didn't you arrest him on the spot?" Aman glanced at Ragib.

Ragib sighed, "Aman, I understand your mood. If someone has a purpose to approach my woman, I will not be happy. But this is Mr. Smith cruise ship. Don't make a big deal out of his 'Betting King'. Give Mr. Smith a little face."

Molly rarely agreed with Ragib's way of doing things. "I think so too."

Aman's lips curved. "He runs fast."

These three long men, who were as beautiful as jade, were well-known in the country. When they approached the beautiful corridor, they attracted the attention of the surrounding young ladies...

After getting off the cruise, the whole country's celebrities left in their luxury cars.

Ragib and Molly took a step forward. Zoya was in a hurry to send the results of the interview back to the newspaper office, and the scholar, who had called to take a taxi, was in a hurry to leave.

The helicopter was waiting for Aman at the apron.

"President, please hold on."

Old Mr. Smith walked over behind him.

Aman looked back at Mr. Smith, who personally came out to see him off, and asked, "Is Mr. Smith still busy?"

"Mr. Emperor, are you going to talk further?" Mr. Smith obviously had something else to say.

Aman looked at Chloe. "You go back to the plane first."

Chloe nodded and returned to the plane under the escort of several bodyguards.

Mr. Smith, who was wearing a Tang suit, was walking on the other side with Aman. Aman was behind John, and other distinguished guests were sent respectfully by the staff of the cruise ship. Even if the staff said that this was the "Emperor's Peaks", the status was also divided into high and low.

Mr. Smith asked with a smile, "President, would you like to have a good trip here?"

"I have to come out with my wife. Of course, I have to be happy." Aman neither derogatory nor exaggerated. "Otherwise, don't you mean that I feel unpleasant with my wife?"

"..." Mr. Smith paused for a moment. "Oh, hahaha, that's good. It seems that it's right to invite Young Master here."

He added, "Originally, at the same time in the invitation, it was written that Mr. Emperor and Mrs. Emperor were both at the same time. I did hear Mr. Emperor talk about Mr. Emperor marriage. I can also help him to see his granddaughter-in law!"

Aman just smiled.

Mr. Smith sighed again, "Hey, President, don't blame me about the gambling. After all, I invited rich people to support the Smith family's business. Although I relied on gambling, some of the rich and powerful families in the mainland are more powerful. If I want to develop for a long time, I have to win over other rich and powerful families."

Mr. Smith said again, "But the shares of the Ali Enterprises are very important to the Smith family. At that time, President refused my invitation, and I was indeed a little depressed, so I invited his wife to join us."

Aman said, "This is the idea of Zayn, isn't it? Let Mr. Smith send another post to Chloe without telling me, and even use other excuses to let her come over?"

"I can't do anything about it." Mr. Smith said, "But President, please rest assured. I promised Mr. Ali that I would help him to make a bet between him and President. I will never interfere with your bet."

After that, they would buy over the cards issued by the poker board and the anti betting incident...

It was just a contest between Aman and Zayn.

Aman wore a thin smile and looked at the direction of the helicopter. Chloe was picking up her skirt and getting on the helicopter with the help of the bodyguards...

The wind gently blew her dress, and the picture of her bending down was really attractive.

"In that case, hope that Mr. Smith will not mention other things about this gamble." Aman pointed out that he and the second game of Zayn had done something to each other.

"President, please rest assured." Mr. Smith smiled clearly. "Ten bets and nine lies. Mr. Ali is not glorious. He has also done something on the other side. If he wants to lose, he has to be convinced. Here, congratulations on your victory again, President."

"That's easy." Aman smiled. "Has Mr. Smith told her the answer that Chloe wants?"