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The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 183

"Housewife, you mentioned before that you've never lost to anyone except on the violin. Is that true?"

Stella's gaze cut to Rachel, catching the smug smirk playing on her lips. Instantly, she figured out Jasper's intention.

"Let me guess," Stella drawled, voice dripping with icy amusement. "You want to place your little bet too?"

Jasper stiffened. The razor edge of her perception had caught him off guard - he hadn't anticipated she'd read their move so quickly.

"If you're so confident, why don't we have a little wager?"

Stella's expression remained unchanged. "What's the bet?"

Jasper looked around, raising his voice just enough for everyone nearby to hear. "If you lose, you have to get down on all fours and bark like a dog."

"And if I lose, I'll get on my knees and call you whatever you want—granny, ancestor... heck, you can even have me call you mom or dad."

Stella arched an eyebrow at him. "You want to be my son? Does Keen agree? I don't mind, but I doubt Keen would want a brother your age, Mr. Wilkinson."

Marvin couldn't help but laugh out loud. The onlookers, who hadn't thought much of Stella, were amused by her retort.

Jasper nearly lost his cool but managed to keep it together, remembering his goal.

Jasper taunted her, "Don't tell me you're afraid of losing to Rachel and don't dare to bet."

Stella could see right through his little tricks. "I'm fine with a bet, but let's change the stakes. Mr. Wilkinson should join you in barking like a dog if you lose. I don't want a disrespectful descendant."

Jasper's face twisted with anger. "Fine! Whoever loses will bark like a dog! And no excuses like fainting, a broken violin, or some sudden emergency. Everything counts as a loss for you. Agreed?"

Stella's expression was calm. "Agreed."

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