Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1899

"Get to work."

Coralie looked away and continued walking, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.

The young man stood frozen, his eyes glued to Coralie's gorgeous figure, entirely unable to look away.

He had heard Ms. Quill already had a boy toy who had been by her side for three years and was highly respected at the casino.

It looked like—

If he wanted to completely steal that guy's spot, he'd have to put in some serious work.

——

Passing by a private VIP room.

Coralie pulled out her phone, about to call Channing.

Suddenly, a man leaning on a cane blocked her path.

"What a coincidence, Ms. Quill. We meet again."

Zachary Rhodes was dressed in a sharp, tailored suit, looking every bit the polished gentleman.

"?"

Coralie looked up and recognized the man who had bumped into her yesterday.

"Hello."

She put her phone away, a polite but icy smile touching her red lips. "Were the complimentary drinks to your liking yesterday?"

"I didn't expect you to remember me." Zachary's gaze was locked onto Coralie.

She had looked incredible in green, but she looked even more devastating in red.

With that tiny waist and those long legs... she had to feel amazing.

"Of course."

Coralie's eyes grew colder, her smile not reaching her eyes. "You're our most esteemed new guest."

Besides, with that bad leg, he had a Donald Duck waddle.

It was hard to forget.

"You're as sharp as they say, Ms. Quill." Zachary laughed, a loud, booming sound. "I just ordered an '83 vintage wine. Would you do me the honor of sharing a glass?"

The '83 vintage was one of Westshore Casino's most exclusive bottles.

A single bottle cost nearly ten million.

Very few guests ordered something that extravagant.

Coralie gave him a sideways glance, wondering which trust-fund nightmare had wandered in.

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