The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 357

357: GOLDDIGGER’S GAMBIT 

LUKE’S POV 

“Do I look like I’m joking?“I told you, I’m broke.” I lied to her. I guess she was just a gold digger, and one thing my grandfather had taught me was never to roll with gold diggers. 

Camila’s eyes narrowed as she scrutinized me, her lips forming a pout. “Come on, you can’t fool me. You’re wearing an expensive suit and exude a confident aura. I know wealth when I see it.” 

I shook my head, trying to maintain my façade. “Sorry to burst your bubble, Camila, but appearances can be deceiving. This suit? It’s all fake. I just borrowed it for the night.” 

She leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest, clearly not buying my story. Oh, please. You expect me to believe that? You’re just playing hard to get, aren’t you? Trying to be all mysterious and enigmatic.” 

I chuckled, finding her persistence both amusing and annoying. “Believe what you want, Camila. But the truth is, I’m not the wealthy playboy you seem to think I am. I’m just a regular guy trying to get by.” 

She studied me for a moment longer, her expression unreadable. Then, with a sigh, she relented. “Fine, have it your way. But I still think there’s more to you than meets the eye.” 

I shrugged, not wanting to delve any further into the conversation. “Suit yourself. So, what’s your story, Camila? What brings you to a place like this tonight?” 

She flashed me a coy smile, her earlier disappointment seemingly forgotten. “Oh, you know. I’m just out for a bit of fun and looking for some excitement. And maybe a handsome stranger will keep me company.” 

I raised an eyebrow, amused by her flirtatious demeanor. “Well, you certainly seem to have 

found one.” 

She laughed; the sound was musical and infectious. “Don’t tell me you’re talking about yourself.” 

“Well, I’m actually,” I answered, scratching the back of my head. 

fer not rich, then we have no business together.” 

“Are you for real?” I asked her. 

“Yes, do you think I’ll be wasting my time talking to broke–an idiot?” 

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I felt a surge of frustration rising within me as Camila continued to belittle those she deemed unworthy of her time. Taking a deep breath, I attempted to diffuse the tension. 

“Camila, there’s no need for insults. We can have a civil conversation without resorting to name–calling.” 

But she wasn’t about to back down. “Oh, please. Spare me the moral lecture. You’re just as pathetic as the rest of them.” 

I continued to play along. “Listen, Camila. I don’t value such language. I may not have wealth, but I have something far more valuable–respect.” 

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Respect? Please. “Respect doesn’t pay the bills, Luke.” 

I’m done here. I have no interest in continuing this conversation with someone who can’t see past material wealth.” 

With that, I pushed back my chair and stood 

up, p 

Own at Camila with a mixture of anger and disappointment. She watched me stand up, a smug smirk playing on her lips. 

“Go ahead, idiot.“Run away like the coward you are. You’ll never be good enough for someone like me.” 

A man approached me. “Mr. Reynold, I have something to tell you.” 

I looked at him. “And what is that?” 

“I’m from Tendaopies, and I’m here to inform you that our company is interested in collaborating with The Reynolds.” 

“Oh, I see. I’ll inform my grandfather about it.” 

“No problem. Just provide your contact information so I can call you to discuss things later.” “Okay,” I said with a nod. After that, I exchanged contact with the man before he walked 

away. 

“The Reynolds?” Camila’s words caught my attention, and I turned to face her. “Hold on a minute, are you Luke Reynold, grandson of Sir Reynold and owner of The Reynolds Company?” 

I glared at her. “Why do you care?” 

coll me; I want to know.” 

“Oh, you’re so eager to talk to me noh?” 

“Are you 

Luke Reynold?” 

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“You know my name is Luke,” I replied, raising an eyebrow. 

“Yes, but I didn’t know you were the grandson of Sir Reynold.” 

“Well, now you do.” 1 gave her a fake smile. 

“Oh my god!” 

“What?” I queried, giving her a disgusting look. 

Camila’s sudden change in demeanor caught me off guard, but I remained wary of her intentions. “What’s with the sudden interest, Camila? I thought you weren’t interested in talking to broke guys like me.‘ 

She rushed to explain herself, her words tumbling out in a desperate plea. “No, Luke, you don’t understand. I didn’t know who you were before. Please, I didn’t mean to offend you.” 

I crossed my arms, skeptical of her sudden change of heart. “Oh, now you want to chat 

because you