Billionaire and His Scheming Beauty

Chapter 41: Men and Women Gamble with Risk

"I only have three more nights to sleep in your bed. Just three days, then I'll have to give you my club.

Mr. Martinez, why am I treated cheap when you're rich as royalty?"

"This will be your only chance."

Fleur fixed her eyes on him, wondering what he meant.

"There's bound to be a reason you wanted to get close to me. These three days were no doubt spent

trying to seduce me, obviously you have much faith in your seduction skills. You also know very well

only I can put my grandmother's request to an end, but this can be done only if you successfully

seduce me."

Fleur's fingers trembled. Her plan had been exposed just like that.

"As of now, you're not worth me going against my grandmother's wishes. With only four days left, this is © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

your only chance."

To make him fall in love with her.

Fleur placed her glass down and clasped her hands together, as if suppressing some emotional rush

within her.

But it was obvious that was not working anymore.

"If you win, you'll be mine. If you lose, Stunning will be mine and you'll stay with my grandmother for

two years," Olivier continued.

"It seems that neither benefits me. Even if I win, I'll be yours, but your heart would belong to someone

else." Not to mention, Olivier would be Virginie's in the latter outcome.

"I imagine you were prepared to sacrifice everything you had when you wanted to get close to me with

whatever ulterior motive you have." His words were pointed, eyes sharp.

He was right. Fleur was ready to sacrifice everything just to fulfil that motivation.

"You and I are on unequal ground. You want me. I don't. My life has been peaceful and quiet for so

long, the past few days with you around have been a pain."

In other words, Olivier was better off without her

Fleur stayed silently gazing at the man. Ever since The Stunning Club got popular in the city, big shot

by big shot had continuously offered to buy it from her but she never budged.

She never expected Olivier to also fancy it.

Or maybe he was testing her.

She never revealed why she wanted to get close to him, and neither did he ask. Maybe he did so

deliberately to dig everything up bit by bit, or maybe he was waiting for her to give herself away. This

was a soundless game that was both secretive and stirring.

Just gambling The Stunning Club could test how serious this ulterior motive of Fleur's was.

If her own interests were lesser than what the club could bring, she would definitely disagree to hand

over the club. If that happens, she would definitely stick around.

Fleur smiled, her eyes twinkling. "This bet is a little too wild."

If she won, she would have a man who's heart belonged to someone else.

If she lost, she would lose her club and two years of freedom.

Basically Fleur would be trading her club in for two years of freedom, and with Olivier continuing to test

her not being off the table, Fleur was at a great disadvantage regardless.

But to make Olivier fall in love with her in four days...if this was someone else she would be confident in

achieving that. But this was Olivier...she did not have the odds on her side.

"Madam Leroy."

This was the first time Olivier had addressed her with this title. The way he said 'Madam Leroy' seemed

to elevate it even more.

Madam-

A title usually given to the final decision maker in a corporation, its CEO. A person of that stature was

decisive, determined, very capable, and incredibly respected by all.

"Men and women gamble with risk."

Fleur felt a sudden dizziness.

......

Olivier did not take a bite of anything before he went to work. Fleur did not bother to clean the table up

either. She got dressed and immediately went to the Night Villa.

Odette was splayed enticingly on her sofa with her legs on the tea table, dressed in a dark red

nightgown. The sheer material pooled around her thigh, revealing her pale white skin.

She was deadly sexy, casually smoking on a pipe with her hair falling around her shoulders.

She had a charm more attractive than Fleur, probably because she came from a rich, powerful family

who lived a luxurious life.

"Hey." Odette took a drag. "You disturb my sleep this early in the morning, but you don't tell me why. If

you weren't so pretty I would have kicked you out."

Fleur glanced at her indifferently. "Can you include me in your will so I inherit everything you own after

you die from lung cancer?"

"...Why? Do you need the money?" Odette seemed to have caught Fleur's point.

Fleur gave a smile that did not meet her eyes. "I'm not from some wealthy bloodline, of course I need

money."

"Isn't The Stunning Club enough for you? You make thousands of millions of dollars in profit every

month. At the very least you would be getting tens of millions in your account every month."

But she no longer had that money, plus she was being targeted right now.

Fleur closed her eyes, melancholy tinging her beauty.

Odette silently gazed at her.

After a long while, Fleur began, "Hey, based on how much you know Olivier, is he someone who can

tolerate being taken advantage of?"

Odette naturally knew Fleur was referring to what happened last night.

"If I can't, what makes you think Olivier can? Those of us in this society are still prideful whether or not

we look like that. We don't tolerate being used or stepped on."

"That seems like it..." Fleur stared up at the ceiling. She had only pushed him out to the press like that

yesterday and he was already looking to squeeze her dry today.

The Stunning Club was not worth her life, but it was nearly so as she relied on it to survive here.

"...What do you mean?"

Odette fiddled with her pipe, saying, "I did find it strange that even though we schemed to have you

sleep with him he didn't do counterattack you. And last night too...you know the Martinez family greatly

values their reputation, Olivier included. He should have tore you apart by now for having him fall into a

love triangle plus making the headlines for it."

Who said Olivier did not counterattack?

He got her to agree to that silly request from his grandmother after the first scheme, and was now

asking her to give away her club after the second.

Odette tapped her pipe with a smile. "He's not into you, is he?"

"Oh, of course he is," Fleur could not help but laugh, feeling melancholic that it was not true.

"If he hasn't fallen in love with you, find a way to make it so." Odette continued, "Olivier would do

anything for the woman he loves, indulging them to no end. Last year, a bangle worth 250 thousand

dollars caught my attention, I thought of getting it but in the end Olivier bought it instead.

Naturally he gifted it to Virginie. Somehow Virginie caused a crack to appear on it sometime later, then

she did something unbelievable.

She gave the bangle to one of Olivier's staff right in front of me and him."

"...So that was how the bracelet came about." Fleur realised.