The Celibate Tycoon Has Fallen-Chapter 73: Bargaining with Another Man Right in Front of Him

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Bargaining with Another Man Right in Front of Him

He leaned his elbow on the railing beside him, the wind blowing by his ears, his hair short and neat.

"Too many people make it no fun, all crowding in, what’s there to see?"

Shawn Thorne took the last drag of his cigarette, "Then you tell me, how should we play?"

"Just select half of them."

Everyone present listened to him; wherever the Young Master was, he set the rules.

Shawn Thorne naturally wouldn’t spoil his interest, "How to choose?"

"Randomly."

Yelena Hughes was under Jasper Yale’s gaze, the man’s eyes carried no warmth, as if he didn’t know her at all.

His thin lips parted slightly, selecting like merchandise, his tone slow but causing tension.

"1, 2, 3, 8, 9..." Jasper Yale called out a string of numbers, "Send them up."

Yelena Hughes glanced again at the number in her hand; she wasn’t among them.

She was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but seeing the ball clutched in Madeline Forest’s hand beside her, her heart tightened again.

Madeline drew the number 9.

Madeline herself was also scared, almost unable to hold the ball in her hand.

But the next second, her ball was snatched away, Yelena Hughes shoved her own number into her hand.

Madeline was stunned, trying to grab it back, but Yelena Hughes forcefully pushed her away.

She used a lot of force, almost pushing Madeline to the ground.

"Yelena, you..."

Yelena Hughes looked directly at Shawn Thorne, "Master Thorne, this is a job that risks my life, how much are you willing to pay?"

Madeline’s eyes turned red, wanting to snatch it back, "I drew this, give it to me."

Yelena Hughes let a trace of greed show in her eyes, hiding the ball behind her, "Madeline, just let me have this chance. Master Thorne is generous, when I get the prize money, I’ll give you a red envelope, okay?"

"No, Yelena, this thing..." It’s very dangerous.

Yelena Hughes interrupted Madeline, a hint of displeasure in her voice, "And you call yourself my good sister? You want to tear our faces over money?"

Jasper Yale looked at Yelena Hughes; she was showing an ugly side, not caring for anything for money.

He intentionally kicked her out, and there she was, grabbing someone else’s ball!

Jasper Yale hid the anger in his eyes, while Shawn Thorne’s laughter was extremely sharp, "Isn’t this bad, you’re quite something, a blatant snatch."

"If she likes it, let her go then." Jasper’s words carried a hint of coldness.

Yelena Hughes didn’t even look at him, just fixed her gaze on Shawn Thorne, "Master Thorne, don’t avoid it, let’s discuss the price first."

Shawn Thorne extended one hand, "I’ll give you this much."

"Half a million?"

Shawn laughed, "You think you’re a mermaid, worth so much for a swim? It’s just a ten-minute round trip, I’ll give you fifty thousand."

Only fifty thousand.

Jasper Yale watched Yelena Hughes remain unsatisfied, blatantly bargaining with Shawn Thorne under everyone’s gaze.

"No way, give me a million."

"Pfft—" Shawn burst into laughter.

At the same time, his face showed some displeasure, "Yelena Hughes, don’t push your luck."

He called her by name, making Jasper feel uncomfortable. Wasn’t she following Shawn out as a hostess from The Sovereign Club?

Then tonight, she didn’t even deserve the name Yelena Hughes.

"How is it pushing my luck? Master Thorne, have you tested the water temperature? Look at the wind, my life is valuable too."

Shawn Thorne knew what she was thinking, wanted to gamble once, if he agreed, would her million be paid off?

Wishful thinking!

"Is it valuable? But I think you’re worth just fifty thousand."

Madeline had heard too much of such talk; their insults were barbed, but Yelena Hughes wasn’t like that at all, what did they know?

She ran over, wanting to seize the opportunity while Yelena Hughes was unguarded, and snatch the ball back.

But as soon as she grabbed the ball, Madeline was pushed far away again.

Yelena Hughes spoke with restrained anger, "What are you using to compete with me?"

She couldn’t swim at all; did she think having the courage to kill herself could be eaten as food?

"Heh."

A faint scoff, laden with sarcasm and disdain, reached Yelena Hughes’s ears.

Jasper Yale said nothing, but with just that tone, she knew it was him.

Yelena Hughes still did not look at him, not even a glance.

Just from listening, she couldn’t stand it anymore; her skin wasn’t that thick.

"Since Master Thorne is unwilling, there’s nothing fun left, let’s go." Yelena Hughes said, tossing the ball to the ground.

This was tantamount to throwing Shawn Thorne’s face on the floor.

"How dare you!" The man was furious.

"It’s just a game, I have the right not to play, right?" Yelena Hughes walked to Madeline’s side, holding her hand, truly wanting to leave.

"By the way, Master Thorne, you’re really not a generous person, I kind of regret coming out with you tonight."

Shawn Thorne’s face instantly turned ashen, so many people, all eyes watching, and what had she said about him?

Stingy!

"Yelena Hughes, I think you’re just taking this as an opportunity to fleece me."

Yelena Hughes spread out her other hand, "Go and ask around, if I were to meet a wealthy patron tonight, having a drink and dancing with him in a warm private room, I could still earn this money."

Yelena Hughes’s demeanor fell into Jasper Yale’s sight, her face was beautiful, but her behavior was nauseating.

Such money, how clean could it be, was it worth her flaunting?

"Firm price, a million, play if you want."

Shawn Thorne listened to her chattering away, he was already angry, and her words only added fuel to the fire.

Yelena Hughes saw his eyes gradually fill with fury, and she actually knew a million was unlikely, Shawn wouldn’t let her pay it off in one go.

But she was deliberately provoking him.

She suddenly looked towards Jasper Yale, "Young Master, if it were you, would you give it?"

Jasper’s expression remained cold, his voice wrapped in disengagement, "I wouldn’t either, you’re not worth it."

A crashing sound filled Yelena’s heart, as if something shattered.

But this was within her expectations.

She forced herself to piece them together, though with cracks, her voice trembled slightly.

"Alright, even if the Young Master wouldn’t give a million, he wouldn’t be stingy. I know this best, but when it comes to Master Thorne..."

She reluctantly lowered her price, "Then fifty thousand, no less."

"Alright!"

Shawn Thorne was so provoked his head was swelling with blood, "If you lose to those women later, I’ll skin you alive."

Fifty thousand!

Yelena Hughes’s heart started pounding again, indeed the rich know how to play, agreeing to fifty thousand just like that.

Jasper Yale glanced at Shawn Thorne, from five thousand to fifty thousand, what a leap.

He noticed the smile curling at Yelena Hughes’s lips, still able to smile?

"If you can’t win later, you won’t get the money." Jasper kindly reminded her.