A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 886

Her self-control was way worse than either of them—worse than Mavis, even.

That’s why, most of the time, she needed both of them—her and Mavis—looking out for her.

Whenever they were around, things were so much better. But the moment she was left to her own devices, she’d spiral out of control more often than not.

“I know,” Portia shrugged, picking at her salad. “My brother gave you the cash just so you could keep an eye on me. Plus, he knows we’re loaded. He probably figures if he gives us enough money to play with, we’ll get bored and stop after a while.”

Gambling, though—there’s no real end to it, right? It’s never just one game. You play a little, and before you know it you’re hooked. Suddenly, you just have to win, and if you don’t… Well, that’s it. Game over.

Normally, Crispin would never let her set foot in a casino. The only reason he allowed it this time was because Callie was with her—otherwise, no way.

Portia knew all this. She didn’t argue.

The three of them headed to the bistro first, grabbing a bite before the games started.

Damien had planned to sit a couple of tables away, but Calliope waved him over. “Come on, don’t just lurk over there. Sit with us!”

So Damien slid in across from them, still looking like he’d rather be anywhere else.

Calliope took a bite of her burger, then grinned. “So, Damien, you want to join in? I can spot you some chips if you want.”

Damien nearly choked on his fries. “Ma’am, I’m here to protect you, not to gamble!”

“I’m technically on the clock, you know? If Mr. Myers ever found out I was playing, he’d probably have my head.”

Honestly, just sitting here eating with them felt like breaking the rules. He was Mr. Myers’ guy, after all—he had to keep to the code.

Calliope was the boss.

“He won’t find out,” Calliope said breezily. “If you want to play, just say the word. I’ll front you the chips.”

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