Status: Slowly continuing :]
The Betting Exchange
"Why did you take up my father's bet?!" she said, standing up suddenly, toppling the chair over. "I know you hate me."
He stood also, though didn't yell back his reply. "It was either me or one of the drunk guys I see stumbling up the stairs to catch a glimpse of you."
The Betting Exchange involves a father, his daughter and a young, wealthy bachelor who always wins the hand.
He stood also, though didn't yell back his reply. "It was either me or one of the drunk guys I see stumbling up the stairs to catch a glimpse of you."
The Betting Exchange involves a father, his daughter and a young, wealthy bachelor who always wins the hand.