The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Four people moved away from the crowd of onlookers and into the adjacent rest room.

Carson Flores said in a laid-back tone, "Miss Miller, there’s no one here. If there’s anything inconvenient to say in front of others, now’s the time to speak."

Harper Miller glared at Carson Flores coldly, "You tricked me!"

Carson Flores laughed, "I just let you play on your own, but you insisted on playing with us. You were the one who proposed the bet, and I just modified the wager. You accepted it voluntarily. Even if I did trick you, I did it fair and square. I didn’t force you to accept it. Can you really blame me?"

Harper Miller snorted coldly, "I don’t have twenty million, but I’ll give you two million. Let’s call it even. Send over your card number, and I’ll transfer the money right away!"

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Carson Flores smiled slightly, his tone calm and unhurried, "Miss Miller, I think you should remember clearly that our bet was for twenty million—oh, sorry, nineteen million five hundred thousand, not two million. I don’t want a penny more than the wager, nor will I accept a penny less."

Harper Miller said mockingly, "You really are reaching out of your coffin, dying for money. Since you know I’m from the Miller Family, do you dare to extort twenty million from me without fearing you’ll make money but not live to spend it?"

Carson Flores laughed heartily, "You just worry about paying. Whether I live to spend the money is my business. Who knows, maybe after I get the money, I’ll take off running. The Miller Family might be rich and powerful, but you still need to find me for it to matter, right?"

Harper Miller blinked and sneered, "So you insist on nineteen million five hundred thousand, is that right?"