Chapter 82 The Gaming Competition
Maggie had hoped that her declaration of marital status would deter the crowd's interest. However, she was taken aback when David responded with a boisterous laugh. "This is a novel experience," he exclaimed, his voice echoing through the room. "I've had my fair share of games with women, but never with a married one. It's a refreshing change."His words, laced with disrespect, hung heavily in the air. Maggie felt a surge of anger but she swallowed it down, aware that she lacked the power to act recklessly. It was her way of survival.Forcing a smile onto her face, she addressed David. "Mr. Quixote, you certainly have a knack for humor," she said. Turning to Lily, she added, "Ms. Cook, I'll arrange another meeting to discuss the jewelry designer. I won't impose on your gathering any longer."If she couldn't handle the situation, her best option was to distance herself from it. However, it soon became clear that she was unable to do either.David, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, stepped forward, effectively blocking her path. He pointed at his nose, a smirk playing on his lips. "You can't just walk away, darling. You have to bear some responsibility. Let's play a game. If you win, you're free to leave. If you lose, you leave with me."Maggie knew she was trapped. Regardless of the outcome, she wouldn't be able to leave.Emily voiced her indignation. "David, you're crossing a line. Maggie is my friend. She's married and not part of our world. She's here for Lily, not for any ulterior motives."David signaled his associates, who promptly approached and escorted Emily away."Ms. Roberts, let's find another place to play.""Sounds good," Emily replied, allowing herself to be led away.Maggie knew Emily would be safe; her social standing ensured her protection. It was her own safety she needed to worry about.She scanned the room, her heart pounding in her chest. She was surrounded by watchful eyes, but she maintained a facade of calm. "So, you want to play a game? Then I get to decide the game and the rules."David laughed heartily, his confidence unshaken. "No problem."Maggie's gaze landed on a dartboard nearby. "Let's play darts," she suggested.David's laughter echoed in the room. "Are you sure, darling?"A voice from the crowd chimed in, "Mr. Quixote is a master at darts. None of us can beat him."Another voice added, "Choosing darts? She's practically throwing herself at Mr. Quixote."Ignoring the murmurs around her, Maggie met David's gaze. "Alright, but I'm raising the stakes. If I win, not only do I get to leave, but I also expect Mr. Quixote to put in a good word for me with Ms. Cook. I'd like the opportunity to discuss the jewelry in more detail."David glanced at Lily, who, despite her visible displeasure, agreed.Maggie had noticed a connection between Lily and David earlier, and she was using it to her advantage.She walked over to the dartboard, picked up a dart, and approached David. "Mr. Quixote, you're up first. Since everyone claims you're a dart expert, let's make it more challenging. If you can hit the dartboard from that spot over there, I'll concede defeat and let you call the shots."Maggie pointed to a spot two meters away. David looked at it, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. He was used to throwing from a distance of five meters. This was not a challenge; it was an insult."I am a gentleman," David declared, "I won't take advantage of you. I'll stand here, and as long as I hit the dartboard, you'll be mine tonight."David positioned himself five meters away from the dartboard.Maggie maintained her composure. "No problem."Despite her outward calm, she was anxious. She was taking a huge gamble.A group of privileged spectators gathered around. To them, the outcome was a foregone conclusion; David was certain to win.David raised his eyebrows at Maggie, a confident smirk on his face, and threw the dart.As the dart flew through the air, Maggie's heart skipped a beat.
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