Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 514

"Okay, wonderful."

As the extremely awkward words fell, the venue immediately erupted in applause and screams.

Sylvia looked around and saw faces wearing masks. Under the masks, there were pairs of excited, mad, and lustful eyes, like wild wolves in heat emitting a burning green light.

The loud voice that shouted just then belonged to no other than Zander.

Sylvia immediately understood what he was thinking.

The guy tricked her into coming to the party just for the prize.

She was really stupid. The guy was always after either women or money. Although he sometimes talked about loyalty, he basically grew up eating, drinking, and playing, and now he was divorced. The Bridgewater family had already limited his source of income and did not do business with him. The talented man got his source of income cut off and could only rely on that kind of crooked means to make money.

If she hadn't guessed wrongly, the prizes must have been raised by the rich second-generation he scammed. Everyone there was a fun and thrill-seeker, and he just did what they liked.

"Sylvia." Sure enough, while she was still thinking about it, Zander came to her like a gust of wind, smiling and extending his hand to her.

He wore the mask of a big bad wolf, and under the mask, there was a pair of peach blossom eyes that sparkled with a smile.

"Damn it, you dare to lie to me." Sylvia was furious, and she punched him.

Zander grabbed her hand, rubbed it in his palm, dragged her to the side, and pleaded softly, "Sylvia, I helped you last time, this time, help me too. You know I'm a bit tight now, almost lacking money, this is a rare opportunity for me to make money, you must help me, don't worry, I will protect you."

"Then you shouldn't have lied to me either." Sylvia's anger couldn't dissipate.

"If I hadn't said that, would you have come? I have about ten million dollars to make here. I've been planning this for a long time; I can't let it slip."

In a dark corner on the dance floor.

"Brother, that is her. I don't care what method you use tonight; you must get her." On the bar chair, Sheryl pointed to the woman dancing gracefully on the dance floor and whispered to the big-waisted man next to her.

The man looked at the graceful figure on the dance floor, her waist that was tiny and flat, and her sexy legs that lifted from time to time. Under the mask, his eyes flashed with blazing desire.

This woman was definitely the best. Not only was she charming and attractive, but she was also delicate and sensual. She would definitely be very exciting to play with.

"D*mn, I haven't seen a woman like this in a long time. I'm definitely going to have a meal tonight."

But it was not time yet, so he could only suppress the lust in his heart, licked his dry lips, and said to Sheryl, "Don't worry, as long as you give her the medicine, I promise to make her sure she's disabled from my play, playing with women is my best game."

Sheryl nodded, imagining Sylvia being crushed under him in pain, a delighted smile appearing on her lips.