Oliver gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Don’t jump to conclusions.”
But Bale raised an eyebrow. If Oliver was not denying it, then it had to be true.
By the time they went back to the game room, both Jareth and Allison were gone.
Inside Jareth’s RV, Allison stood beside the sofa, looking at the luxurious interior.
Jareth settled into his seat, put down his cane aside, and finally looked at her. “You actually tried cheating at my table? Not afraid of losing your hands?”
Allison tightened her grip on her bag strap. “I just wanted to win you a round.”
Jareth let out a sharp laugh. “Liar.”
She had said she did not know how to play, yet she made that move like a professional player.
Every time they met, she was either flattering someone or plotting something.
Always with a motive.
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