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    After the four of them transferred the money, they sat on the couch with a sense of aplishment. The excitement was palpable; all they needed now were popcorn, snacks, beer, and soda toplete the experience.


    Eager to stir the pot, Frankie feigned seriousness and remarked, "You know, if Jeremiah wins against Yve today, i


    have it worse, He''ll never get to touch Yve''s hand again."


    Chris shook his head and said with a resolute tone, "Jeremiah won''t lose."


    Sienna crossed her legs and clicked her tongue. "Are you sure your Jeremiah won''t lose? Let me tell you, Yve doesn''t even know how to lose. The idea of her losing is absolutely ridiculous!


    Holding Sienna, Bruce said calmly, “A man losing to his woman isn''t shameful.”


    Frankie and Chris remained silent as Bruce, lost in his love-struck state, argued passionately.


    The four were in a heated discussion when they turned to realize Yvette and Jeremiah standing in the living room, watching them with amused expressions. Instantly, the four fell silent, waiting for the drama to unfold.


    Yvette stoodzily with her hands in her pockets and lifted her eyelids slightly. She nced at Jeremiah across from her, her eyes shing briefly. Jeremiah looked back at her, and a faint smile tugged at his lips as though he understood something.


    His gaze softened. ''She really doesn''t y by the rules, does she? Why''s that so charming?'' he thought.


    The next moment, Yvette spoke, her voice as cool as ever butced with a touch of irreverence and arrogance. I''m hungry.


    Jeremiah nodded, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Steak?"


    Yvette nodded again. "Okay."


    The two quickly decided to head out for steak, leaving the four on the couch speechless.


    ''What about the epic showdown we were promised? The fight of the century? 660 thousand dors they''re just leaving to eat steak?'' they thought.


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    The other three, aside from Bruce, looked visibly deted.


    ''So we just got scammed out of 2.6 million dors? Willingly? Is there a bigger scam out there? Even robbing a bank wouldn''t have been this fast! Is there no justice left? Can anyone punish this scammer couple?'' they exim


    As Yvette and Jeremiah prepared to leave, Frankie suddenly stood up.


    Yvette paused, ncing at him nonchntly.


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    Frankie, who had been brimming with the confidence to ask for his money back, suddenly lost half of that confidence. He muttered, “Um, Yve... aren''t you and Jeremiah fighting anymoreN?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    His voicecked confidence, and the other three couldn''t bear to watch.


    Yvette''s delicate face remained calm and collected. With a slow and measured tone, she replied, "How can we fight when we''re hungry?"


    Frankie froze, ''How does ve manage to sound so righteous about scamming us out of 2.6 million dors, and then casually say something like that?'' he wondered.


    Jeremiah tilted his head, fixing his eyes on her face with an intense focus that made it seem like she was his entire world.


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    Unwilling to give up, Franki? pressed on. "Yve, if you and Jeremiah aren''t fighting, could you at least..." he said and held up two fingers, his message clear.


    ''She won''t refuse to refund us, right? After all, that''s my hard-earned money!'' he thought.


    Yvette''s gaze fell on Frankie''s fingers, her expression unchanging She let out a soft hum then raised an eyebrow. "Oh mean the 660 thousand dors for the tickets?" she asked.


    Frankie immediately nodded, his attitude utterly servile. "Yve, you have no idea how tough it is to make money these days. It''s a terrible economy, and I''ve been saving that money for so long," he said.


    Watching Frankie''s shameless performance made Sienna''s lips twitch. She was tempted to throw something at him. ''Seriously, that bad acting makes me want to toss rotten tomatoes at him!'' she eximed inwardly.


    Yvette''s expression remained indifferent, and her was tone calm as she asked, "Didn''t you transfer the money voluntarily?"


    Frankie obediently nodded and replied, "Yes."


    “I''m not refunding," Yvette replied tly, turning to leave without hesitation.


    Jeremiah followed her, admiring her lithe figure and unbothered demeanor. ''She scams people with such ease, it''s almost an art,'' he thought.


    After Yvette and Jeremiah left, Frankie sat in stunned silence. He turned to look at Bruce, Sienna, and Chris on the couch. "Did Yve just scam us so openly and self-righteously?"


    Chris and Bruce stayed quiet. It was clear now-Yvette and Jeremiah''s drama was not for ordinary people. Today, it''s 660 thousand dors. Who knows how much it''ll be next time?'' they thought.


    Sienna nodded and picked up a bag of chips, intending to relieve her sadness with eating.


    “Frankie, think of it this way-Yve didn''t wipe out our ounts or take all our money. She only took 660 thousand dors. Isn''t that quite merciful when you think about it?" Sienna said.


    Frankie had not thought of it that way; but, after hearing Sienna''s exnation, he had to admit that it made sense. 660 thousand dors was just a drop in the oceanpared to their entire fortune.


    The next day, because Alice joined in, their originally nned trip to Ybau became a journey for eight.


    At the airport, the group of eight used the VIPne and boarded Jeremiah''s private jet.


    On the ne, Frankie returned from the cockpit looking puzzled. He asked, "What''s going on, Bruce? V military-transferred pilot in the cockpit?" it jeremiah''s


    Sienna, Bruce, Chris, and Emmett were ying poker. Alice felt sleepy and had gone to the break room to rest, leaving her favorite snacks on the table.


    The day before departure, Emmett had fetched fiverge boxes of Alice''s belongings from the presidential pce, all of which had been brought onto the ne. Ever since she arrived, his mood improved noticeably and his once cold demeanor softened.


    "Yvette said not to send anyone over. She wants to fly the ne herself," Emmett said.


    Frankie was shocked, but the others already knew about it.


    Sienna yed a two and, noticing Frankie''s stunned expression, said, "Frankie, calm down. What''s so surprising about Yve piloting a ne? It''s just a ne, not a fighter jet."


    Chris nced at the Joker in his hand and suddenly said, "A fighter jet probably wouldn''t be a problem for Yve either.


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    Sienna nodded in agreement. "Exactly. If Yve''s interested, there won''t be much of a difference between a fighter jet and a regr ne."


    Bruce, who was wearing gold-rimmed sses that gave him a refined yet mischievous appearance, looked up and < deep voice, "Yve has already flown a ne once. Last time, he flew herself when she went back to treat her father."


    That particr flight put a lot of pressure on the pilot.


    That flight had severely shaken the pilot. Throughout his years as a pilot, he had never seen anyone fly a ne so recklessiy. The ordeal had taken such a toll on him psychologically, he had to undergo mental health tests and take a month off.


    One could imagine just how Yvette must have flown the ne to scare a seasoned veteran like that.


    Frankie wondered if it would be toote to get off the ne now


    He gulped nervously and asked, "Does Yve have a private pilot''s license? Or is she self-taught?"


    None one was quite sure about that. After all, they had absolute faith in Yvette. It did not matter whether she had a license or


    not.