Marry into Money by Accident novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11
Morgan chuckled. “That’s the first time a woman ever used an ingenious excuse to reject me.”

Lianne grinned. “Should I feel honored?”

Morgan said, “Do you know that you’re only fueling my interest in you by doing so?”

“Well, do you know it will only make me feel repulsive of you? Mr. Quay, I have no interest in you. Not now, not ever. Please don’t waste your time on me.” Lianne solemnly uttered while wiping the smile off her face.

Morgan was amused by her blunt remark. “Lianne, you’re quite similar to your boss. You don’t care about other people’s feelings when turning people down. The humiliation of others doesn’t matter to you.”

Lianne replied, “But you don’t seem humiliated.”

Morgan was speechless.

F*ck!

He could not believe he lost to a woman in a battle of the wits.

“As host, why are you chatting away in a corner with my assistant instead of mingling with the guests?”

Zane’s deep voice came from behind them.

Lianne turned her head and saw Zane standing a few steps away. God knew how long he had been there. How much of their conversation did he eavesdrop on?

Losing her arrogance, she compliantly drew close to Zane. “Mr. Atlas…”

It was intriguing to Morgan that Lianne was suddenly on her best behavior. “Zane, your assistant always bullies me. Keep her in line.”

“Did you lay one on Mr. Quay?” Zane used an interrogating tone of voice, but at closer inspection, anyone could see the faint smile across his lips.

“I did not. I wouldn’t dare do so on his turf.” Lianne shook her head.

Morgan was a troublemaker who loved drama. “Zane, do you trust her or me?”

“You’re the host, and she’s the guest tonight.” Zane did not give a straight answer, but he sent a clear message for Morgan to take it from Lianne since he was the host.

Morgan clicked his tongue. “You’ve changed, Zane. What happened to mates over dates?”

“Zane wouldn’t put anything before his bros.” Charlie approached with a wine glass in hand and joined the conversation.

Charlie scowled at the sight of Lianne. “Why are you here?”

Lianne was speechless.

She did not believe she ever crossed the man. Yet, the latter always pulled a long face at her. It was as if she did something sinister to his family.

Zane raised his eye. “She’s my plus-one. Do you have a problem with it?”

Charlie let out a dry laugh. “I don’t mean that, Zane.”

Morgan played the mediator. “Here you are, Charlie. Come on. Let’s have a few drinks together.”

“Mr. Atlas, you can’t drink tonight.” Zane finished his medication today. Dr. Leah gave Lianne several calls to watch Zane before going to the celebration. He was not allowed access to the bar. Lianne made a mental note to keep a watchful eye.

Morgan clicked his tongue again. “Man, Zane. Your assistant keeps you on a tight leash. It’s like she’s your wife.”

Lianne glared at him, “Mr. Quay, I don’t see anybody talking to you.”

Morgan uttered, “Look, Zane. She’s being a bully again.”

Zane said, “I’m not in the mood for alcohol tonight. Let’s do something else.”

Lianne was relieved he said that.

Morgan asked, “What do you have in mind? Dance? A card game? Or are you into something thrilling?”

Zane was not interested in any of them, but it was not polite to leave Mr. and Mrs. Quay’s golden anniversary celebration so soon. He randomly picked one. “Cards.”

Morgan replied, “Okay. We have enough players among us.”

The group of four left the bustling hall to a private game room. Lianne could play cards, but she was not good at it. She never won in a game of cards.

Tyler and Sierra often mocked her, as her luck ran out when it came to a deck of cards.

Morgan seemed extremely keen. “How big are we playing tonight?”

Lianne had witnessed poker games between the rich. It was a common occurrence to lose property over a game. Besides, she had saved enough money for a house deposit. Lianne could not afford to play with them. “Mr. Atlas, I don’t want to play. Do you want to look for one more player?”

Morgan was quick to say, “Zane, you can’t cater to her every whim, or she will go over your head one day.”

Lianne got the message from Zane’s silence and took a seat at the card table.

Charlie kept looking at Lianne. “The loser is subject to a game of truth or dare.”

Morgan chimed in. “Count me in. It’s up to Zane whether he’s in or out.”

Zane took a glance at Lianne, and Lianne bobbed her head. “I’m happy with anything so long as it doesn’t involve money.”

She gave Morgan a good laugh. “Don’t tell me you didn’t want to play earlier because you were afraid of losing money. Your money doesn’t interest us.”