The Divorced Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 835

Chapter 835 Hot French Kiss

As soon as Sean Moore said this, the others started to coa

Sean was their mainstay, and his words certainly carried great weight.

“Ms. Quimbey, you don’t dare? Three contracts and a French kiss. No matter how you calculate, you have the advantage!”

“That’s right, Ms. Quimbey! If you can charm Mr. Moore, even if you do end up losing, there may be a turnaround.”

“Ms. Quimbey, if you don’t dare, you can ever let your friend replace you.”

Some people turned to look at Nicole

Nicole’s face was slightly sunken. Before Nicole could speak, Yvette got anxious.

What’s there to be afraid of? It’s just a game anyway!

Before Nicole had time to stop her, Yvette had already blurted out.

Nicole pulled Yvette and explained in a whisper. “Sean Moore isn’t a simple guy. Let’s forget it. It’s okay if you can’t sign

‘s forget it. It’s okay if you can’t sign

today.”

Since they attended this gathering, it meant that they had a willingness to cooperate with the Quimbeys.

Nicole looked at Scan, who had a specious _smile on his face and a confident look.

She could not help but feel worried for Yvette.

Yvette’s braiit was muddled by alcohol, so she had an impulsive urge and did not listen to any persuasion.

Yvette felt that she could definitely win,

“Don’t worry, I won’t lose!

Yvette stood up and said, “Let’s play> poker dice. One game to determine the winner with the highest rank”

Sean nodded, “Sure.”

Everyone gradually fell silent and looked over,

Yvette casually picked up the dice cup, shook it, and slapped it on the table. Her series of actions was casual but with a confident arrogance.

Three of a kind

Nicole broth

a sligh of relief

The people around were silent for a inament.

It seemed that it would be hard for Seant o win over Yvette no matter how good he

Yvette was forused on playing poker dice for several years and suffered a lot of beating for it before she quit.

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it was not like they had no chance of

Although Yvette looked drunk, she was Conscious and knew what she was doing

Since she lost to Sean in a guessing game, she chose a game that was most favorable to her.

Yvette did not expect that Sean Moore would be a master in all games.

This son of a b*tch did this deliberatelyt O nauseate me?!

If Sean was just any other trust fund kid, Yvette could get his parents to teach him a lesson, but this person should not be a offended.

Yvette turned her head and smiled. It’s alright.”

She felt very apprehensive

Sean stood up, carelessly tidied up his clothes, put one hand in his pocket, and

“Ms. fimbey, don’t be a sare laser…”

The surroundmg people burst into cheer.

Yvette’s face stiffened. She was livid as she thought, ‘So what if I lost? It’s just a French kiss

She stood up and said with a slight disdain in her tone, “Mr. Moore, 10, wonder how your skills are compared to my ex-boyfriends…”