Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 538

Chapter 538: Chapter 538

With enough practice and a keen sense of hearing, one could even guess the numbers on the dice just by the sound they made inside the cup.

In her quest to beat her grandfather at the game, she practiced relentlessly, gradually increasing the difficulty level. To this day, she could roll ten dice and have them all stand on their ends.

It wasn’t trickery or luck that got her this far, but pure skill.

"Miss, would you be interested in joining me for a game?"

"Name your price. As long as you’re willing to team up with me, money is no object."

"Why don’t you play with me? Any losses are on me, but we’ll split the winnings. You take seventy percent and I take thirty percent."

Many were vying for a chance to team up with Rosemary, some even resorting to arguments.

Seeing his chance, Murray stood up and said, "Miss, may I have a word?"

Rosemary followed him out to a small bridge.

"I must confess, Nightshade was bought at a high price not long after I arrived in Watertown."

The light in Rosemary’s eyes turned icy. So, they played her for a fool?

"Let’s split the $32 million. I’ll take half," suggested Murray earnestly.

But Rosemary’s eyes remained cold.

She was here for Nightshade.

Sensing her displeasure, Murray hastily added, "How about I take thirty percent? Or, how about I take twenty percent?"

Seeing her expression unchanged, he steeled himself and said, "You take ninety percent. I can’t go any lower!"

"Who did you sell it to?" Rosemary’s voice was as cold as ice.

"A big shot whose name I cannot reveal. Once he wants something, there’s no way we can get it back. But I can help you find another Nightshade. I know a guy, who knows a guy, who should have one. Let me contact him, see if he can deliver it tomorrow. If he can, I’ll give it to you for free!"

Rosemary took out her phone. "Your number."

Murray quickly rattled off his digits.

After noting them down, she dialed his number. "This is mine."

Murray saved her number immediately, a little in awe. He cautiously asked, "So about our partnership, will you consider it?"

Rosemary sent him a string of bank account numbers. "Transfer ninety percent of the money to my account first."

Murray was taken aback but quickly agreed, "No problem."

As Rosemary prepared to leave, Murray couldn’t help but blurt out, "I’ll transfer the money shortly. Please give it some thought. Don’t consider anyone else. They’re not as reliable as me! Any losses are on me, and we’ll split the winnings. You can get ninety percent!"

Rosemary walked off the bridge, ready to leave Watertown, when a group of ten staff members hurriedly stopped her.

"Excuse us, miss, could you wait a moment?"

Rosemary raised an eyebrow. Were they sore losers, looking to cause trouble?

"I apologize for the inconvenience."

The manager was on the phone, seeking instructions from higher-ups on whether they should let her leave.

Rosemary looked coldly at the ten frail staff members. If a fight broke out, they would be at a disadvantage.

But her presence in Watertown had already drawn a lot of attention. Any more commotion could attract unwanted company.

She didn’t want to bring trouble upon herself, especially if Murray could deliver Nightshade tomorrow. She could return home the day after. There was no need to engage these people and stir up unnecessary trouble.

"How long do I have to wait?" Rosemary suddenly asked.

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