Drunk and Daring I Kissed a Tycoon novel Chapter 5

Vespera collected the remaining two pieces.

The checkers game was supposed to be winner-takes-all, but Tina was unwilling to accept defeat. So, she decided to act shamelessly. 

"Even though you won first, I also have five in a row now. So I win too." She defiantly placed another piece on her row of four, claiming victory.

Vespera stared at Tina briefly as if she were a fool. "Well, if that's the case, I guess I can keep going too."

With that, she placed another piece on the board, easily completing another row of five.

Over the next minute, Vespera nearly cleared the board, blocking Tina at every turn until the latter couldn't make any move.

Tina's face turned red, then pale, and she demanded a rematch. 

Second game, third game, fourth game...

Vespera either toyed with Tina, slowly crushing her spirit, or ended the game swiftly with precise, ruthless moves. Having been treated like a fool, Tina burst into tears.

"Enough!" Luke snatched the game box from Vespera's hands with an icy expression.

Seeing Luke take her side, Tina threw herself into his arms, sobbing as if Vespera had bullied her. 

Luke and Felicia comforted Tina. Then, the latter scolded Vespera, "It's just a game of checkers. Why take it so seriously? You're so petty and competitive. It's clear you come from a poor family!"

The voices around Vespera blurred into a meaningless hum.

Luke's face, once so bright and radiant in her eyes, now seemed like a faded, distorted film reel, unrecognizable and dull.

Whatever. 20 more days. She'd let him do as he pleased.

Vespera tossed the remaining pieces onto the board, her expression bored and indifferent. She then stood up and walked away. 
 
A few drops of blood fell onto the board as she scattered the pieces. It wasn't until she stepped outside and felt the coolness on her fingers that she realized she had been clenching her fists so tightly that her nails had dug into her palms, drawing blood. 
 
"Vespera!" Luke called after her, his voice finally tinged with a hint of panic. 
 
He tried to chase after Vespera, but Tina clung to his waist, crying even harder.  

Vespera left the Munoz residence. Her phone rang incessantly on the drive as Luke was calling her repeatedly. She blocked his number without hesitation. 
 
Then, Vespera sent a message to Felicia. "15 million dollars! If you short me even a single cent, I'll make sure you pay dearly for it!"
 
Felicia nearly had a heart attack when she read the message.  

Vespera drove on, the world outside her window shifting as the sky darkened and rain began to fall. Her thoughts scattered like the raindrops, unfocused and drifting. 
 
Suddenly, a flash of yellow zipped past her—a motorcycle swerved recklessly in front of her car. Her heart lurched, and she slammed on the brakes. 
 
The next second, a loud crash jolted Vespera from behind. Her head snapped forward, hitting the steering wheel. 
 
A sharp pain spread from her temple. When she looked up, the rain-soaked world outside was tinged with red. She grabbed a tissue and wiped the blood from her eyes. 
 
Vespera had been rear-ended, and the yellow motorcycle that had cut her off was now nowhere to be seen. 

Just then, someone tapped on her car window. Vespera rolled it down to find herself eye-to-eye with a man who appeared to be in his late 40s or early 50s. He was wearing glasses and carrying a sleek black umbrella. 

Raymond Chandler's demeanor was calm and polite, his expression apologetic. "Miss, I'm terribly sorry. I'm the one who collided with you. We'll take full responsibility. My boss is in a bit of a hurry right now, so could we exchange contact information? You can send us a list of damages later, and we'll make sure to cover everything."
 
"Let's just wait for the police to handle it," Vespera replied flatly.  

Vespera was already in a foul mood, and after being startled twice in quick succession, her frustration had reached its breaking point.

She got out of the car and walked to the rear, where she saw the back of her car dented from the collision with the Bentley behind her. Frowning, she took photos for evidence and called the police.

Seeing her insistence, Raymond didn't try to stop her. He returned to his car to report the situation. "The lady isn't willing to settle privately. What should we do?"

Vespera returned to her car. A short while later, the police arrived, followed by a silver Maybach.
The two cars stopped almost simultaneously.

Dominic handed Raymond the suit jacket, which was casually draped over his arm. He then got into the Maybach without a glance.
 
Raymond hurried over to Vespera with the jacket. "Miss, your clothes are soaked. Please put this on."