Wife Billionaire 3

Chapter 3
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However, Kane’s glass was already empty. He slammed it back on the table, leaned back in his chair, and gave June a deep, piercing stare.
“Sorry, I’m not looking for anything romantic right now, thanks,” June declined the man asking for her digits, her smile polite yet distant.
“It’s… no biggie,” the man muttered, not the type to linger after a rejection. He stole another glance at June, rubbed the back of his neck, and shuffled away, his face flushed but feeling lucky just to have spoken to such a knockout.
Luna couldn’t help but l*mn, girl, your charm is just off the charts!”
June sipped her drink, her lips glistening enticingly with the wine. “They’re all just s**ty suitors,” she said dismissively.
“Exactly, men are nothing but trouble. Keep your distance, keep safe,” Luna quipped as she popped open another bottle and topped up June’s glass. “Let’s keep this party going. Tonight, we’re not stopping till we’re totally wasted!”
June tipped back her head and downed her drink in one go, her effortless elegance radiating a deadly allure.
From afar, Kane Leonard watched, a dryness catching in his throat as his fingers absentmindedly traced the raised knuckles of his hand.
“Your ex really pulls them in, huh? Was she always this fiery, or was all that shyness just an act?” Wilbur remarked. Noticing Kane’s fixed gaze on June, he exclaimed in surprise, “I thought you hated her guts, couldn’t stand the sight of her. Now you’re divorced, and suddenly you can’t tear your eyes away?”
Kane jerked his head away, his tone icy. “Which f**ing eye of yours saw me staring at her?”
Wilbur smirked slightly, amused yet silent. ‘Sorry, my bad, both eyes caught you.’ But he chose to keep that to himself.
As they were chatting, a loud and sleazy conversation suddenly broke out at the next table. “Hey, look at that babe at the bar-total knockout, right? Any of you dudes up for a little fun? I’ll go reel her in for us to have a little play,” one of them said, eyeing her greedily.
“Cut the c**p, have you not seen her shoot down every guy? If you can actually pull that off,
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I’ll do a handstand and wash my hair.” Another scoffed.
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“A chick like her? I’ve got tricks for that. A couple of pills and she’ll be eating out of my hand. Just watch this,” a blonde-haired guy bragged dismissively.
He expertly pulled out a box of pills, casually tossing two red ones into a drink. The pills. fizzed and dissolved quickly.
The blonde strutted over to June with a smug grin. “Hey, gorgeous, how about a drink with
me?”
Slightly buzzed from her drinks with Luna, June saw everything in a blur and knew she had to stop drinking. “No more for me, thanks,” she declined, waving him off.
But the blonde wasn’t deterred, pushing the drink closer. “Come on, just one drink. Let’s make friends.”
Annoyed by his persistence, June frowned, and took the glass intending to put it aside. But before she could, her wrist was grabbed tightly, and the glass yanked away.
Suddenly, an irate voice sounded right beside her. “Jesus, June Keller, did brains at home? You don’t just c**g whatever **p someone throws at you in a dump like you leave your
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