President’s Secret Obsession With Ex-wife

“Sir?” Victoria asked again, her eyes quizzical.

Aidan looked up and smiled at her, “Just give back the original amount.”

“Please keep it sir! We keep our promises very well in this business.”

As a casino newcomer and a woman, winning two billion dollars in one night, it was likely that trouble would be looking for her before she even stepped out the door.

The best thing to do at the moment was of course to divert the trouble in hand. The promise she did with Aidan before was the perfect reason to do it.

Aidan’s face got more complicated. Was she letting go of a billion dollars?

Even if she took Nick’s order, the design fee she got was estimated to be only at the million level, and she might not be able to earn that much money even if she worked part-time for the rest of her life.

So she was…Trying to get a good impression in front of Nick’s friends?

Without further delay, Aidan accepted, then tapped Nick on the shoulder as he stepped aside.

“Married men, isn’t it time to go back at this hour?”

Emphasizing the words “married man,” he glanced over at Victoria, who was supposed to hear him.

Nick’s eyes were down when he heard that and his brow furrowed. Aidan should know very well that the one in his family was just for show.

Aidan thought to himself, ‘This woman wasn’t looking for money, so that left only really looking at Nick.’

“Nick, don’t you see? She likes you.” Aidan lowered his voice.

The blue chip in his hand lurched and Nick’s eyelashes fluttered as he pursed his lips, “Why?”

Aidan’s eyes hinted at the chips in front of him, “One billion.”

To them, a billion dollars was a drop in the bucket, but to the average person, it’s a ceiling that can’t be reached in a lifetime.

She acted so naturally that Aidan couldn’t think of any other reason if it wasn’t to get Nick’s attention.

“She’s married and they’re very much in love.” The tone of his voice was light, but when he finished, he felt that the atmosphere next to him was not right.

Nick craned his head to find Aidan’s eyes flickering, as if to say, ‘I can’t believe you even inquired about this.’

“Don’t get any ideas. We just talked a couple times.”

Speaking of which, Nick felt a little subtle for the first time.

After all, they had slept together, and it seemed to have become an unspoken secret between them.

“Nick, I think this girl is serious about you, and her marriage must be fake. Look at her hand she is not even wearing a wedding ring. If she is really in love with her husband, the ring will surely be on.”

“Maybe it just wasn’t worn today.”

“I glanced at her fingers when she just pushed the chips over and there was no sign of a ring.”

If the ring had been worn for a long time, there would be a light ring stamp on her finger, but she didn’t have one.

Aidan was by far the most valuable gold screenwriter and is best at brainstorming.

“I guess she told you she’s married, so she could get you off your guard and get closer to you. And then develop a complete courting process to slowly impress you. After all, she’s your designer, and you’ll be seeing a lot of each other in the future.”

Nick couldn’t say a word, except that Aidan was so good at making things up.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

But when he subconsciously looked up at Victoria, he happened to catch her eye, and she was peeking at him?

Victoria did look at Nick at this point because it was Nick’s turn to speak but he and Aidan were chatting obliviously and no one knew what they were talking about.

Aidan also changed his initial bad impression of Victoria and thought that this woman was good, and she must be very talented if she could be considered by Nick as a designer.

She was rigid in her character, and if she was really caught up in it, she was probably going to be very serious afterward, and if she was serious, she was going to be miserable; after all, Nick was not going to be able to respond to her for anything.

“Nick, if you don’t like her, you should have said no sooner.”

Nick pursed his lips and withdrew his eyes. His brow knit tighter, even more bitter than if he had lost a few hundred million dollars.

So she liked him?