Billionaire's One Night Stand

Chapter 318

After entering the inner cabin of the cruise ship from the deck, Aman glanced at Ragib, who was full of

wine next to him. "You are polluted my air."

Ragib's consciousness returned to nature mysteriously from his drunkenness, and his face flushed

from drunkenness. He said, "Haha, it's as if you don't drink."

"But I'm not jealous." President said meaningfully, "So my consciousness is always clear. I don't care

about things that don't belong to me, and I won't do anything useless." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"..." Ragib glanced at Molly.

Molly didn't have any expression on his face.

It was useless to see him.

It was not he who told Aman, but he wanted to get close to Chloe.

"Ha ha ha ha." Ragib laughed, "Sometimes I'm sober, sometimes I'm confused, but most of the time I'm

still clear about the facts."

"It doesn't matter." Aman looked at Chloe who was chatting happily with Zoya in front of him and coldly

raised his lips. "My warning is over. Next time when I catch you, I will help you wake up in person,

Ragib."

Ragib touched his nose.

How did Aman know that he wanted to get close to Chloe?

"Tell me about that person." After Chloe, Aman began to ask another thing.

"Nangong Yen?" Ragib put his hand into his trouser pocket. "I've checked. This time, the Peaks' didn't

invite members of the Nangong family. I also asked Mr. Smith, but he didn't invite that person."

Aman's eyes turned cold.

"That's only one possibility." Molly said, "He came in with someone else's invitation, so that person

didn't appear in the banquet hall. He didn't want others to recognize him."

"It's totally possible." Ragib shrugged his shoulders. "As for his purpose, according to Miss Chloe's

words, maybe he wants to see what kind of person the wife Aman has hidden for nearly half a year."

Then he said, "But Miss Chloe said that she didn't say anything."

"Why didn't you arrest him on the spot?" Aman glanced at Ragib.

Ragib sighed, "Aman, I understand your mood. If someone has a purpose to approach my woman, I

will not be happy. But this is Mr. Smith cruise ship. Don't make a big deal out of his 'Betting King'. Give

Mr. Smith a little face."

Molly rarely agreed with Ragib's way of doing things. "I think so too."

Aman's lips curved. "He runs fast."

These three long men, who were as beautiful as jade, were well-known in the country. When they

approached the beautiful corridor, they attracted the attention of the surrounding young ladies...

After getting off the cruise, the whole country's celebrities left in their luxury cars.

Ragib and Molly took a step forward. Zoya was in a hurry to send the results of the interview back to

the newspaper office, and the scholar, who had called to take a taxi, was in a hurry to leave.

The helicopter was waiting for Aman at the apron.

"President, please hold on."

Old Mr. Smith walked over behind him.

Aman looked back at Mr. Smith, who personally came out to see him off, and asked, "Is Mr. Smith still

busy?"

"Mr. Emperor, are you going to talk further?" Mr. Smith obviously had something else to say.

Aman looked at Chloe. "You go back to the plane first."

Chloe nodded and returned to the plane under the escort of several bodyguards.

Mr. Smith, who was wearing a Tang suit, was walking on the other side with Aman. Aman was behind

John, and other distinguished guests were sent respectfully by the staff of the cruise ship. Even if the

staff said that this was the "Emperor's Peaks", the status was also divided into high and low.

Mr. Smith asked with a smile, "President, would you like to have a good trip here?"

"I have to come out with my wife. Of course, I have to be happy." Aman neither derogatory nor

exaggerated. "Otherwise, don't you mean that I feel unpleasant with my wife?"

"..." Mr. Smith paused for a moment. "Oh, hahaha, that's good. It seems that it's right to invite Young

Master here."

He added, "Originally, at the same time in the invitation, it was written that Mr. Emperor and Mrs.

Emperor were both at the same time. I did hear Mr. Emperor talk about Mr. Emperor marriage. I can

also help him to see his granddaughter-in law!"

Aman just smiled.

Mr. Smith sighed again, "Hey, President, don't blame me about the gambling. After all, I invited rich

people to support the Smith family's business. Although I relied on gambling, some of the rich and

powerful families in the mainland are more powerful. If I want to develop for a long time, I have to win

over other rich and powerful families."

Mr. Smith said again, "But the shares of the Ali Enterprises are very important to the Smith family. At

that time, President refused my invitation, and I was indeed a little depressed, so I invited his wife to

join us."

Aman said, "This is the idea of Zayn, isn't it? Let Mr. Smith send another post to Chloe without telling

me, and even use other excuses to let her come over?"

"I can't do anything about it." Mr. Smith said, "But President, please rest assured. I promised Mr. Ali that

I would help him to make a bet between him and President. I will never interfere with your bet."

After that, they would buy over the cards issued by the poker board and the anti betting incident...

It was just a contest between Aman and Zayn.

Aman wore a thin smile and looked at the direction of the helicopter. Chloe was picking up her skirt and

getting on the helicopter with the help of the bodyguards...

The wind gently blew her dress, and the picture of her bending down was really attractive.

"In that case, hope that Mr. Smith will not mention other things about this gamble." Aman pointed out

that he and the second game of Zayn had done something to each other.

"President, please rest assured." Mr. Smith smiled clearly. "Ten bets and nine lies. Mr. Ali is not

glorious. He has also done something on the other side. If he wants to lose, he has to be convinced.

Here, congratulations on your victory again, President."

"That's easy." Aman smiled. "Has Mr. Smith told her the answer that Chloe wants?"

"President, please be kind to me.

About you, Mr. Chloe..."

"Just tell Chloe."

"Don't you want to know, President?"

"I don't want to." Aman said, "I only want her."

Mr. Smith was surprised. "Mr. Emperor is the president of America's largest multinational group. He is

deeply in love with a woman. No wonder Ms. Chloe can be so successful after leaving Bishop Family. I

think it must be Mr. Emperor great help."

With such a man behind him, it was difficult to figure it out.

No matter how much the others hated Chloe, they didn't dare to fight against Aman, who was behind

her...

"That's what should do," Aman said. "If a man doesn't even love his own woman, what can he do?"

"Hahaha!" Mr. Smith burst out laughing. "Mr. Emperor said it well. I'm sure that when Mrs. Emperor

hears this, she will be very happy!"

Aman just smiled. "So, Mr. Smith, can you answer me a question?"

"President, please tell me."

"Mr. Smith invited Nangong Yen?" Aman asked his name directly.

Mr. Smith was stunned for a moment.

"Ragib has also asked me. I haven't invited anyone from the Nangong family. Why does President ask

so?"

"But I heard that Nangong Yen came to the 'Betting King'." Aman stopped. "Chloe saw him, so did

Ragib. It's impossible that Ragib doesn't know that person."

"..." Mr. Smith was shocked. "Is that true?"

"Mr. Smith, you really don't know?" Aman looked deeply at the gambling king.

It was a very serious look.

If he didn't tell the truth, there would be serious consequences in his eyes.

"President, President Aman." Mr. Smith quickly clarified, "Don't get me wrong. First of all, I absolutely

haven't invited anyone from the Nangong family, and I haven't heard any news about Nangong Yen

coming. If that man comes, I will pay attention to him..."

But he knew the relationship between the Emperor family and the Nangong family.

Since he had invited Aman, how could he invite the Nangong family's people again?

"But Ragib did see him." John said, "Mr. Smith, what's going on?"

From this secretary's eyes, Mr. Smith clearly understood their questions and sighed. "President, you

can trust me. If the man is really on the 'Betting King's account', I absolutely don't know."

Mr. Smith thought for a moment and suddenly said, "By the way, if the man really comes, it's very likely

that he came up with other people's invitations, because only President and Mr. Ali went out to

welcome him in person. As for others, the staff only looks at the invitations."

Aman's eyes darkened...

John glanced at Aman. This statement was indeed in line with their speculation.

"John, show Mr. Smith that photo," Aman said.

"Yes."

When John took out her mobile phone.

Aman said, "If that man has been on the 'Betting King' all the time, then he has to get off the ship.

When I learned that he was there, I have already asked people to pay attention to every exit of the

cruise ship, but I didn't see that man get off the ship. On the way, only a helicopter has left."

John turned on her mobile phone and took a picture of the helicopter leaving the cruise ship. She

raised it to Mr. Smith and said,

"Mr. Smith, is this helicopter yours?"

"Let me see." Mr. Smith immediately took it and looked at it. Suddenly, he looked back at the cruise

ship and remembered something. "No, this is not my helicopter..."

Aman said, "Then, please check out the source of this helicopter, Mr. Smith, and let me know if there is

any news?"

"President, okay."

When Aman returned to the helicopter, Chloe said, "What are you talking about?"

Aman held her little hand and said, "I'm talking about a mouse."

Chloe swallowed and thought of the two mice she had punished.

Aman asked her, "I heard that you put the two notable ladies in the bathroom?"

how do you know?"

Chloe seemed a little cramped. "Don't you think she's going too far?"

"That's my bodyguard. If there's any situation, they'll tell me."

"... So that's what it is."

She had thought that she could do that without making a sound.

Sure enough, it would still be heard by Aman.

"Then." Chloe glanced at him. "Will you blame me? And Kate's matter. Will you blame me for making

trouble and hitting her?"

"Strange?" Aman took her hand again and smiled. "I only blame you for not being obedient. Didn't I say

last time that I shouldn't do anything by myself. You hurt your hand, and I still feel more distressed."