Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

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Gilmore took a sip of his whiskey, letting the drink warm his throat as he scanned the bar.

The spacious interior was filled with a dance floor that could accommodate a couple of hundred people, with young men. and women energetically dancing to upbeat music.

Aside from the dance floor, numerous booths occupied the space, hosting groups of men and women. Unlike the bright and flashy lights of the dance floor, the booth area was bathed in din, ambient lighting, giving off a mysterious, intimate vibe.

Gilmore looked around. Although the booth area was dimly lit, his God’s Eye could spot everything in the area.

With his keen observation, he quickly recognized Benny and his entourage discreetly seated in one of the booths.

Still, he feigned ignorance.

Noticing that Karl’s gaze seemed to be covertly warching him and that Benny hadn’t approached to greet him, Gilmore decided to play it cool and wait for them to make a move

He wanted to see what tricks they were up to.

At that moment, Gilmore’s gaze settled on a booth.

Seated there was a woman, who was unmistakably Juline.

She was the epitome of beauty, a timeless and breathtaking allure.

Even among countless others, she stood out, shining brightly like a star in the night sky..

Her radiant glow drew everyone’s attention.

Juline was that kind of magnetic woman.

In this kaleidoscope of lights and intoxication, she still shimmered with her most beautiful luminescence, capturing the attention of every man

“Who would’ve thought I’d come across such a heavenly beauty in a place like this?” Gilmore mused, sipping his whiskey and mentioning it to the three martialists from Star Gate.

Following his gaze, the trio turned their eyes to Juline in the booth, and their faces blanched.

One of the Star Gate martialists hastily warned Gilmore, “Mr. Reed, that’s Juline from Blade Gate, the heiress to their leader. Don’t even think about approaching her; it’ll only spell trouble.

With his God’s Eye, Gilmore had already discerned Juline’s identity.

But he feigned surprise, asking. ‘She’s truly the heiress to the leader of Blade Cate?

“Absolutely. The Blade Gate leader once brought her to Star Gate, we’d never mistake her,” the same martialist replied earnestly

“But it’s peculiar to see her, who usually keeps a low profile, in a bar in Vista Verde.”

Gilmore thought to himself, “Of course, you wouldn’t know she here because of the Wyatt brothers” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“It’s rare to encounter such a celestial beauty, especially one whos the heiress to Blade Gate. It’d be a shame not to get to

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know her,” he mused aloud.

With that, holding his whiskey, Gilmore stride towards Juline’s booth under the astonished eyes of the three Star Gate

martialists.

By the time the trio snapped back to reality, Gilmore was already seated next to the goddess, Juline.

Their minds raced in panic. “Oh no, we didn’t stop him in time!”

After all, Juline was famously known as the “Snow Beauty” in Blade Gate.

Why was she called the “Snow Beauty” by Blade Gate?

This title reflected her character–cold and aloof, reminiscent of the snow. It made her hard to approach, let alone win her heart.

The term “Beauty” hinted at her beauty, as captivating as the rare snow on the mountains.

Thus, with her cold demeanor and unparalleled beauty, she cared the name within Blade Gate

So, when Gilmore tried to flirt with her, the three martialists from Star Gate were left astonished.

Similarly, as Gilmore took a seat across from Juline, the surrounding gentlemen sent surprised glances his way.

“Has this guy lost his mind?” they thought.

Daring to make a move on Mr. Wyatt’s woman? He’s got a death wishr

Most onlookers assumed that Gilmore was in the dark about Juline’s true identity, just as they had been, and approached her blindly

They eagerly anticipated Leopold’s appearance for the impending drama.

From a nearby booth, anger flashed in Leopold’s eyes. He said to Karl, “This ballsy guy! He’s got the guts of a lion, daring to sit at Miss Gellar’s booth. I’ll teach him a lesson!”

Leopold started to get up, but Karl stopped him “Hold on, Leopold! I want to see what tricks he’s got up his sleeve to approach Juline.”

Karl knew of Juline’s icy disposition. If Gilmore remained polite all would be well. But any slight hint of disrespect, even just a playful remark, and she would make him regret it in no time.

“Beautiful lady, may I share a drink with you?” Sitting opposite Juline, Gilmore raised his whiskey glass with a smile.

Juline, with her breathtaking beauty, looked back at him, her expression as cold as the mountains as she replied, “I don’t know you.”

Gilmore chuckled. “My name is Gilmore Reed, and you are Juline Gellar, right?”

Juline looked at Gilmore with a to deal with tonight?”

t of anticipation, thinking to herself, “So this is the Gilmore that the Wyatt brothers plan

She picked up her drink, lightly clinking it against the whiskey glass in Gilmore’s hand, “How do you know my name?”

Gilmore replied, “The heiress of Blade Gate, famously known as the ‘Snow Beauty. Juline, is a name I’ve long heard about. It’s always been a regret of mine not to have met such a goddess.

“And as for why know you are Juline, do I even need to guess?

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“With both Benny and Karl-here, and you being the only woman in this bar radiating unparalleled beauty and charm, it would be hard not to recognize you.”

The ice–cold expression that Juline usually wore seemed to melt away, replaced with a softer, more feminine warmth.

There was no denying that Gilmore’s flattery played a significant role in this transformation.

While Juline might present herself as being as cold as an iceberg, she was still a woman after all, and a beautiful one at that.

And beautiful women, perhaps even more than others, love to be told they’re beautiful.

Regarding why Gilmore knew that both Karl and she were at the Wyatt Bar tonight, Juline surmised that the Field family probably got wind of it

Just like the Wyatt family knew about the Field family seeking help from the Star Gate martialists.

“So, other than sharing a drink, is there something else you want Juline asked, looking intently at Gilmore.

“Of course there’s a reason. I think we can become friends, Gilmore replied with a grin.

He had a self–assured smile, as if he was certain that Juline would want to be his friend

Juline simply stared, feeling quite put off by Gilmore’s apparent narcissism.

“I have no interest in being friends with you,” she felt compelled to tell him, hinting that his arrogance didn’t sit well with

her.

Although she had shot him down, Gilmore seemed unbothered, his confidence unwavering.

“My dear, don’t reject the idea so quickly. Who knows? Maybe you’ll grow fond of me one day?” he quipped with a chuckle. Juline responded firmly. “That will never happen.”

“Alright then, Benny is coming over from the booth. We can catch up later, Gilmore noted, spotting Benny rising from his seat and heading their way.

“You better get going then!” Juline said.

As Gilmore stood up to leave, he leaned in closer to say, “Do you, by any chance, not have feelings for Karl and are troubled by his affection for you?”

Juline’s eyes widened in surprise, and before she could respond, Gilmore continued, “I could help you with that dilemma.”

With those words, he left the booth with a meaningful grin.

Watching his retreating figure, Juline was taken aback. “How does he know I don’t have feelings for Karl?

“And how does he know I’m bothered by it?” she thought.

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