Chloe Chase watched him quietly. The atmosphere was deathly still, as if frozen.
His chest heaved with rage. He didn't just feel humiliated; he felt as though she already belonged to that man, Huo.
The agony of losing her, a pain that felt like his flesh was being flayed from his bones, hurt more than being hacked with a cleaver.
"Are you an idiot?" Chloe Chase watched him for a long moment before letting out a soft sigh.
She turned and picked up the black card he had thrown away.
Very patiently, she once again stuffed the card into his hand.
He tried to pull his hand back in protest, but she stubbornly wrapped both of her hands around the back of his, holding him still.
"There are five million on this card. It's your startup capital. I believe you can earn back ten times, even a hundred times this amount."
