Chapter 527: Chapter 527

Chapter 527:

Melany knew Allison’s hands were irreplaceable, more than any other part of her.

Amor clapped, a rare nod of approval. “You’re right, hands are far more essential.”

The crowd erupted in a chorus of astonishment.

No one could have imagined hearing such sharp words from Melany, who looked so tender and sweet.

Colton stood frozen, his eyes locked on her with disbelief. The warm smile on her face was unchanged, yet it sent an icy shiver through him.

No… This wasn’t the Melany he knew.

Melany, who had always been gentle and kind, couldn’t possibly have said such things.

Or had this edge been hidden within her all along?

No, he refused to believe it.

Maybe she didn’t fully grasp the weight of her words.

Still, Colton’s chest tightened, each breath feeling harder than the last. It felt as if he were seeing her true face for the first time, a stranger cloaked in the guise of someone familiar.

Amor’s curiosity sharpened as her eyes settled on Allison’s graceful, delicate hands.

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“Scarlet Snake, if your losses continue, you won’t just fail to pay off your debts, you’ll drag Mr. Lloyd into this mess along with you.”

She shot Allison a taunting glance.

“Why not wager your two hands for half the stakes, hmm?” The false concern in her voice was laced with unmistakable venom.

Everyone knew that crossing Amor only ended in disaster, leaving even the luckiest to scrape together their shattered remains.

“Just a pair of hands,” Allison replied with a casual tilt of her head, utterly unfazed. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t bet.” She rested her chin as if in thought.

“In fairness, why don’t you wager your own hands, too?” Allison’s voice was steady as she added, “If you lose, I’ll personally make sure your hands are cut off.”

Her voice was soft, but it carried enough weight for everyone to hear.

Silence fell, only to be broken by shocked murmurs as the crowd processed her audacious proposal.

With Amor leading, they thought Allison must have taken leave of her senses.

Kylo’s eyes glimmered with intrigue. “Andres, draft a new contract.”

“Right away, sir.”

Moments later, a new agreement lay ready on the table. Amor, brimming with confidence, signed her name without a second thought.

“I adore beautiful hands, and I can’t wait to add yours to my collection,” she said, her smile as wicked as a knife’s edge.

Allison showed no reaction.

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