The Slumdog Billionaire

112. Don’t Dare Cheat

Henry’s gaze flickered between Léa and the glinting gold bar on the table, his expression unreadable. She leaned closer, the playful smirk on her face twisting into something more calculating, more dangerous. It was a look he recognized well—a look that said she was holding all the cards and daring him to play.

“Henry, don’t tell me you’re backing down,” she whispered, her voice dripping with mock disappointment. Her fingers toyed with the gold bar, tapping it rhythmically as if each tap was meant to break down his restraint, test his limits. “I thought you were different from the others. I thought you could handle a little… challenge.”

He chuckled softly, not breaking eye contact. “Challenge? Or manipulation?”

“Oh, I don’t manipulate,” she replied, her voice smooth as silk. “I simply… present opportunities.”

“Opportunities?” He let the word hang in the air, his tone laced with skepticism. “Is that what this is to you?”

Léa’s gaze was steady, unwavering. “Call it what you want, but y