Twenty-Six receipts of betrayal Novel novel Chapter 87

Chapter 9

Nem light from outside cast shadows across a slim figure by the window.

Vincent’s voice was deadly. “What the hell are you doing here?”

Ruby flinched, nearly dropping the intricate fake nail she was holding, her hands shaking.

“Vincent…” she whispered. “I just wanted to look around…The guys downstairs said no one lived here anymore. Don’t

he mad at them.

Vincent’s eyes zeroed in on the nail piece in her palm.

Scarlett had crafted it herself-paper-thin but deadly sharp underneath, could slice through skin or thin metal.

It wasn’t just the nails either, Scarlett’s earrings, hair accessories, even her lipstick tubes could hide lethal weapons.

The “Queen of Cards” title wasn’t just about gambling skills.

But looking at Ruby’s worried face, his rage just melted away.

He pulled her against him gently. “I’m not mad at you. This stuff belonged to my late wife. If you want something like this, I’ll have it made special for you.”

Ruby gazed up at him, tears of gratitude in her eyes.

She’d picked the right guy-anyone who talked about his dead wife with such respect had to be a wonderful husband and father.

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