He Watched Me Shine Without Him novel Chapter 138

Quinton burst into laughter. “Houston, you’re doomed to lose. Fine—if you’re so sure, I’ll play along. I’m putting up fifty million.”

The other men exchanged nervous glances. Tempting as it was, they knew their limits.

“We’ll stick to ten million each,” one of them said cautiously.

Houston called Daniel over. They requested a hotel staff member to bring legal documents and an official stamp. With professional efficiency, they drafted and signed a binding contract. Each man sealed it with a fingerprint.

Houston tucked the contract away like a treasure. Then, with a sly smile, he reached for the necklace around Rose’s neck. Quinton caught a glimpse—and his jaw dropped. That necklace wasn’t just expensive; it was astronomically expensive.

“Ms. Rose… who exactly are you?” he stammered.

Houston grinned. “Quinton, do you still think fifty million is enough to buy her? You’ve already lost. Make sure the money arrives on time.”

Quinton looked dumbfounded. “Rose, what… what are you?”

Rose nestled gently into Houston’s shoulder. “You tell him,” she said sweetly.

Quinton reeled. “Houston, what’s going on between you and her?”

Houston wrapped his arm tightly around Rose. “Can’t you tell? Don’t we look like the perfect married couple?”

Quinton froze. “You two… are married?”

Houston nodded calmly.

“You set me up!” Quinton exploded.

Houston replied with a smirk. “Quinton, if you play with fire, don’t complain when you get burned. Next time, keep your hands off my wife. She’s a top student. Smart as hell.”

Quinton stared at Rose like he was seeing her for the first time. “You looked so sweet and innocent—but you’re as cunning as a squid.”

Rose smiled serenely. “If someone wants to hand me their money on a silver platter, why wouldn’t I accept?”

Fifty million wasn’t a small amount—not even for Quinton. If he had lost to someone else, he might have tried to weasel out of it. But with Houston standing behind Rose, there was no room to play games.

“Fine,” he grumbled. “I’ll deliver the money tomorrow.”

As they left the hotel, Quinton turned to Rose, putting on a mock-respectful tone. “Ms. Rose, your loyalty to your friend is admirable. But take my advice: be careful who you trust. That friend of yours isn’t like you. She’s all about the money—loyalty means nothing to her. Watch your back.”

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