Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After Novel

Chapter 319: Witnessing Collin's swift reversal, Dustin and Dominic exchanged glances, their eyebrows raised in silent commentary.

Just seconds earlier, Collin had been staunchly opposed to the plan, but Linsey's mere expression of interest had his resolve crumbled.

His reversal was not just swift; it was startling.

Before long, they found themselves at Dustin's well-known hangout, his very own bar. Eager to make the evening unforgettable, Dustin had secured the most lavish private room they offered, complete with plush seating and ambient lighting.

Settled into the opulent space, Dustin whipped out a deck of cards, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Let's add a little thrill-pull a card, and whoever gets the lowest has to brave a round of Truth or Dare," he stated, shuffling the cards with flair.

Somehow, fate seemed to conspire against Linsey, as she drew the lowest cards.

Attempting to keep the mood light, Collin chose a gentle question.

"What was on your dinner plate tonight?"

Dustin scoffed, his face twisting into a mock scowl of exasperation.

"Collin, do you even know the rules?"

Clearly, he was hoping for a question that would add more zest to their game night.

Linsey burst into laughter and quickly responded,

"Chocolate cake."

Dustin squinted his eyes, leaning forward with a keen interest.

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"Linsey, are you truly content with Collin?"

"Absolutely," Linsey replied instantly, without a trace of doubt.

Dustin shook his head slightly.

"That's not what I meant. I was referring to Collin's sexual prowess. Is he good in bed?"

A blush crept across Linsey's cheeks.

"W-what?" Linsey faltered.

Dustin's smirk deepened.

"Why so rattled? Could it be that Collin isn't good in bed? If that's the case, then marrying him has been quite the disappointment. You may not be a widow, but you're practically living like one…"

Shocked, Linsey gestured wildly with her hands.

"No, no! Collin is quite good in bed!"

Dustin's eyebrows shot up in feigned astonishment.

"Oh? So you two have already… you know…"

He leaned closer, his face the picture of curiosity, clearly itching to uncover more.

But before he could delve any further, Collin interrupted in a flat tone.

"Dustin, that's enough-you've posed your question to Linsey already."

Hearing that, Dustin could only sigh with regret. "Alright then," he said, his voice carrying a hint of disappointment.

Linsey, having just exhaled a quiet sigh of relief, felt a sudden pang of frustration as she once again met defeat in the next round. A sense of helplessness washed over her, leaving her bewildered by her continuous streak of bad luck that evening.

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