Chapter 42 Women are just a flow of currency
Joseph almost instinctively looked towards Raymond, but Raymond's face remained calm and indifferent, as if he were looking at a stranger.
He had guessed right. Even if Selena succeeded in climbing into bed, so what? In their circle, women were just a flow of currency. "Yeah, changing my tastes. I've been thinking Selena's not bad lately," he said, reaching out to try to pinch Selena's chin, feigning an intimate gesture. Selena grabbed his wrist and smiled up at him. "Mr. Anderson, I forgot to tell you that I'm married. I think I'll pass on entertaining anyone tonight." With so many people at the table, it was safe to say that this was the most watched event in the room.
Raymond was there, along with Alex. Both of them were top figures in the New York aristocracy, and Raymond was always like a godsend when it came to money.
He didn't like gambling and was often dragged along, but he didn't care about winning or losing.
He had just returned from abroad not long ago, and the last time he came here, he lost so much that it probably saved a company that was about to go bankrupt from having to go through another round of financing. He casually had billions of dollars.
Who wouldn't like the god of wealth?
So once he sat down at the table, all the eligible players had already taken up other seats.
Joseph pulled Selena over again, and now the table was full to capacity.
Being publicly humiliated like this, Joseph's face couldn't bear it, and he almost wanted to slap her. But if he did, his reputation would be ruined.
Did this bastard plan this all along?
His face turned pale, and he slowly retracted his hand. "Oh? Who is your husband then? Last time I saw you with someone at the hotel, he wasn't your husband, was he?" Joseph certainly didn't dare to say Raymond's name. Even if he had ten times more courage, he wouldn't dare to offend him.
Selena smiled, standing tall and confident. "How does Mr. Anderson know that he isn't?"
"Because that person is...!"
Joseph paused suddenly, his face turning a little red. He glanced at Raymond out of the corner of his eye, but Raymond seemed completely unaware of what they were talking about. Last time, Selena lied and said she was Raymond's wife, which saved her then.
But this time, he couldn't refute it.
He was so angry that he clenched his teeth and heard a faint sound of laughter from the surrounding crowd. If he continued to argue, he would only embarrass himself.
Once they left here, this woman would be at his mercy!
Taking a deep breath, he was about to end the conversation when Raymond spoke up.
"Deal."
The dealer, who had been waiting for some time, looked at Selena in confusion. "Miss, it seems like you don't have any chips..."
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Selena had been brought here unexpectedly and hadn't brought any extra money with her.
Joseph had already signaled for someone to exchange chips for him. He looked coldly at Selena. "Since you're married, why don't you go home and take care of your child? Let someone else take this seat." He thought bringing someone over would help him regain his dignity, but it almost made him lose face. Looking at her face now also made him feel disgusted.
A woman who was too presumptuous was not the best choice as a mistress, especially one who pretended to be high and mighty, making people sick.
He could take this opportunity to humiliate her and make her recognize her own status.
As long as she left on her own, his bodyguards would take her down outside the bar, and then he would be able to mold her into any shape he wanted. Someone snickered. "Mr. Anderson's right. Some people shouldn't embarrass themselves here."
Selena raised an eyebrow and looked up.
Sofia was standing a meter away from Raymond, glaring at her furiously.