If Dave chose the money, he could have a hefty five million in his hand, but it would mean ending things with his girlfriend. Without hesitation, most men would likely take the cash.
Some onlookers wondered why they weren’t in Dave’s shoes. If Natalie offered them five million, they’d break up with their partners instantly!
All eyes were on Dave, a mix of curiosity, envy, and enjoyment of the unfolding drama painted across their faces.
Relaxed on the sofa, Dave remained calm, barely batting an eyelid.
Lost in thought, no one could tell if Dave was focusing on the bank card or Natalie, or maybe on nothing at all.
Seated beside Dave, Bianca wore a mischievous grin as she whispered in his ear, “They’re offering you five million just to break up with me? That’s a great deal. You could retire for years with that kind of money. Think about it?”
Looking down at Bianca with a playful glint, Dave replied in a seductive tone, “Do you still see me as your kept man? Tonight, I might just have to teach you a lesson!”
Bianca blushed deeply; if they were alone, she would have nudged him playfully.
While the whispering continued, everyone else in the room waited anxiously.
“What she’s saying fits the game’s rules-it’s a truth or dare scenario. Sir, it’s decision time. Don’t worry; whatever happens, stay here today. And remember the game’s rule: be honest, no lies,” someone prompted, the crowd eager to see his choice.
Slowly, Dave sat up straight, resting his hands on his knees. He leaned forward slightly, his expression cold and indifferent.
His fingers hovered over the bank card on the table.
Natalie smiled.
Gasps filled the room as everyone assumed Dave would choose the bank card, potentially sealing Bianca’s fate.
But human nature can be unpredictable.
Sympathetic glances turned to Bianca, who remained calm, casually sipping her beer without a trace of worry or sadness.
Then, in a swift move, Dave tossed the card forward. It slid across the table and came to a stop in front of Natalie.
Natalie’s confident smile faded, replaced by a frown of disbelief etched on her face.
Natalie looked up at Dave, bewildered.
Dave took Bianca’s hand with a faint smile, pulling her closer.
For the first time that evening, Dave locked eyes with Natalie. His gaze was captivating.
“I choose Bianca,” he said firmly.
Natalie’s eyes darted around, panic evident in her voice. “Are you sure? Here’s five million; with it, you could have any woman!”
Dave’s gaze turned to Bianca, holding her close, his affection clear.
He responded firmly, “Bianca is priceless to me. Not five million, not fifty, not even five billion could match her worth!”
Silence fell over everyone.
They didn’t expect to see public displays of affection during the game.
Among the surprised crowd, only Nicolas and Brandon stayed calm. Brandon, looking calm on the surface, couldn’t help but smirk inwardly. Natalie seemed arrogant, but even five million dollars meant nothing to Dave, a billionaire.
Natalie’s attempt to buy Dave’s favor was useless, destined to fail even in another world.
Natalie clenched her fists in frustration, her eyes burning with anger. Seeing Bianca getting closer to Dave sparked jealousy in Natalie.
Adding to her dismay, Bianca looked at Natalie with contempt, treating her like a pitiful and insignificant person.
Natalie couldn’t understand his decision. ‘What kind of charm did Bianca use to make Dave give up five million dollars and refuse to leave her? Wasn’t he in need of money? Or was there something else he was after? Then what exactly did he want?’
The mystery of Dave’s desires confused Natalie, making her feel lost and frustrated in front of a man for the first time.
Until now, men had pursued her, offering her everything she wanted.
Natalie had once believed that no man could resist her charm. But meeting Dave shattered that belief, revealing the pain of unreciprocated love.
It felt like a harsh blow to Natalie, ending any desire to keep playing this game.
“Enjoy yourselves. I have other things to take care of,” Natalie said proudly, standing up. With an air of superiority, she put on her sunglasses, opened the door, and left the private room.
The crowd was left puzzled, wondering why Natalie had stormed off. Was it because this man didn’t choose her money?
“Come on, let’s keep playing. Don’t let her spoil our good mood,” Brandon encouraged, picking up the dice cup to signal the game to continue.
After Natalie left, the group enjoyed drinks and games, creating a relaxed and friendly atmosphere.
After playing for a while, Brandon began to feel a bit cramped. He politely excused himself to take a break, saying he needed to use the restroom, and left the private room.
He stood by the window at the end of the hallway, lighting a cigarette-tonight, he had already smoked a whole pack, which was unusual for him, all because Diana was there.
Brandon remembered vividly how they first met: Diana was surrounded by troublemakers, her small frame pressed against a wall, clearly distressed.
These troublemakers thought Diana’s family had come into money and demanded cash from her.
Brandon happened to ride through that alley on his bike and saw Diana’s tear-streaked face. Without hesitation, he used his bike to fend off the troublemakers.
Back then, he was full of youthful energy, believing strongly in justice and feeling invincible.
But reality quickly set in.
Brandon found himself surrounded by those troublemakers with Diana. Motivated by their twisted desires for dominance and curiosity, they insisted that Brandon and Diana get intimate.
If Brandon refused, they threatened to kill them both.
The city experienced rampant social disorder during that period. Brandon, from a wealthy family, felt powerless against the troublemakers.
Seeing Diana terrified, Brandon acted to protect them both. He did something terrible-he pulled off her clothes, pressed her down, and did what he had to in front of those troublemakers.
Brandon whispered to Diana, “I’m sorry. Don’t be scared…”
Tears streamed down her face, her beautiful eyes now stained with tears and mud from the ordeal.
Later, the troublemakers took inappropriate photos and left. Brandon felt guilty and anxious. He avoided Diana and quickly left.
Despite Brandon’s family using their connections to resolve the situation and remove all the photos, Brandon and Diana never met again.
Afterward, Brandon fell into a deep depression. To help him recover from the traumatic event, his parents sent him abroad. They stopped pushing him toward a political career and let him follow his love for music.
But Brandon couldn’t shake off his regret and guilt. He often thought that dying during that period might have been a relief for him.