Dominant Woman Looking for Love - Chapter 29：Strikes a deal.

[Note: This chapter has already been written but it’s SO long (4,474 words) that I’ve decided to split it up. I will be releasing all of them today, but it will be done randomly.]

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For the four of us, there wasn’t even any need to say ANYTHING to each other.

“We would like to split the money.”

Our lightless eyes speak volumes.

All of us have had enough.

The host is speechless at first but quickly pulls himself together. “WOW! This has never happened before in the entire ‘I Challenge You!’ history for a match to end at a tie and to split the prize money this way. There’s always a first time, I suppose!”

“YOU HEARD THEM EVERYBODY!~ These fantastic players have decided to split the money. Let’s give them a round of applause for giving us such a fantastic show today! It’s our best yet!” He claps excitedly, and everyone just follows suit.

He spins around and gesticulates his hands wildly. “Each team will be awarded $50,000 each!”

“Since both teams are a tie, they’ll have to decide split their dinner tab among the 4 of them to keep things fair!”, the host grins.

“Thank you once again for joining our show: Mr. Jett Harland, Mr. Charles Boet, Mr. Ren Hille, and last but not least, Ms. Therysia Raley!”

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After the show, as they’ve initially promised us in secret, the show will be footing the bill for dinner. Again, all of this is strictly confidential and we’re not allowed to tell anyone about it.

It’s thankfully the last thing we have on the agenda for today.

Big Red Studios has been more than accommodating. They’re even taking us to a relatively highly rated restaurant.

No matter how good this place is, though, it still won’t be enough to make it up to us; I’m still quite pissed with them.

We were told that we could order absolutely ANYTHING we wanted.

I’m still contemplating on whether I should make them regret saying that.

…

I go back home to freshen up. It was a long day, and I needed a shower.

Instead of taking my car, however, I decided to take a cab in case I do feel like drinking.

…

The posh restaurant is called ‘Lumiere’, which has a decent variety of European food and delicious alcoholic drinks.

The atmosphere and vibe, in general, is somewhere between a bar and a semi-fine dining setting. It’s comfortable enough without being too uptight or too noisy.

We place our orders, and it doesn’t take long for them to come back with our appetizers.

I haven’t been paying attention because of how tired I am at the moment. I’m mostly quiet the entire time.

Soon, we quickly go through the rest of the courses and are just waiting for dessert now.

Ren has been sneaking longing glances at me, and Jett looks like he’s ready to punch his eyes in.

Charles couldn’t take it anymore and glances to the side as he coughs and laughs at the same time.

This is shaping up to be a lovely dinner… not.

I nonchalantly watch Charles as I wasn’t sure why he reacted that way.

Rolling my eyes, I shift my attention back to my appy until someone clears their throat.

“S-So guys… wanna go somewhere else after this?… Maybe karaoke or something?… I think it’d be fun…” Ren, who does not sound like him at all, asks the three of us with considerable uncertainty.

My eyes widen, and I scoff. “… Are you not tired at all, Ren? I envy your boundless energy.”

“Eh… Ah… N-No, it’s not that!… It… It’s just…” Before he could explain what he meant, Ren gets cut off by none other than Jett.

“… I can’t stand this anymore.” Jett says with undisclosed annoyance in his voice.

“Ren. Charles. I’ll be leaving with Rysia, both of you have a good time. You can eat our desserts if you want.” He adds, in the curtest way possible.

“… Bu-But, my DESSERT!”, I whine.

… What? I’ve got my priorities straight, you know?

Jett turns around and strikes a deal with me. “I’ll take you to the best and most exclusive dessert buffet in the city if you leave with me right now.”

I can’t even laugh since he knows me TOO well.

Wordlessly, I walk towards where Jett is and hug his arm.

With glittery eyes, I obediently express my acquiesence, “Oh! Are you?! Okay! Now, where to, Mr. Harland?!”

I go with Jett, leaving both guys behind.

Ren opens his mouth to protest, but Charles stops him.

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“Sooo… where are we going, my dear Jett?” I ask him excitedly.

Unfortunately, it seems to have fallen on deaf ears as he does not say anything in response.

… I lean in to check his expression. He is clearly lost in thought.

Judging by his mood, it can still fall under ‘neutral’, but it seems like it’s one of those that could either be nothing or he might be seething in anger.

The former is obviously preferable.

I’m not quite sure why he’s feeling this way, but I guess I better let it go for now.

When it comes to Jett, I trust him completely, so I don’t think he’ll do anything that will harm me.

…

We finally reach his car, and we both step in.

Pulling on our seatbelts, we both strap ourselves in, and Jett turns the car engine on.

…

Hmm?

I thought he was going to drive away, but he just sits there.

… What’s going on? Does he want to talk?

…

After what seems like forever, he finally opens his mouth. “… Rysia, nothing is going on between you or Ren, right?”

“… I just don’t want to jump into conclusions. So…”

What in the world is he going on about?!