Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1575 - 1547 Camden, This Time You’ve Really Done It

Chapter 1575: Chapter 1547 Camden, This Time You’ve Really Done It

Now, two options lay before Kiara.

First, let Third Senior Brother continue to compete according to the original rules.

Second, let Third Senior Brother compete according to the method proposed by the Mysterious Woman who had suddenly appeared.

And if Kiara chose the second option, it wouldn’t be so much Third Senior Brother competing as it would be the Mysterious Woman herself.

As the decision-maker of this competition, Kiara would also determine Mario Yuno’s fate.

Therefore, it could also be understood that Kiara was commanding Third Senior Brother to complete the competition. Time ticked away, and Kiara closed her eyes to seriously contemplate her strategy.

This was the ultimate test of a team leader’s decision-making skills and the greatest challenge Kiara had faced since starting her own business.

Finally, with only 10 seconds left before the start of the game, Kiara opened her eyes—she had made her decision.

"Let’s follow her method," she said.

"This..." Third Senior Brother hesitated, "Even if you’re willing to bet that what she’s saying is true, what if—"

He hadn’t finished speaking when time ran out. Forced to compete, all that Third Senior Brother could do was convey his doubts to Kiara with a look.

Third Senior Brother wanted to ask, even if they decided to adopt the Mysterious Woman’s method, there was no guarantee that Thomas Norris would agree to change the rules.

Kiara answered this question with her eyes, nodding at Third Senior Brother with an undeniable determination in her gaze.

Trust Mrs. Kiara, there’s no mistake.

This philosophy had pervaded Kiara’s leadership career. Whenever those around her saw Mrs. Kiara’s look, it was like taking a calming pill, pushing them to carry out her instructions without question.

Kiara understood that if she, as a key figure, hesitated and lacked the resolve and decisiveness needed, that would be the true defeat without a fight. If you’re going to cause a stir, you do it thoroughly, winning with glory or losing in a most satisfying defeat.

Although Third Senior Brother was still a bit uncertain after receiving Mrs. Kiara’s instructions, he followed her directions nonetheless.

"Mysterious Man," Third Senior Brother said, "Continuing like this isn’t very interesting. Would you be willing to change the rules?"

"Change them how?" the voice of the Mysterious Man came through a voice changer.

"Let’s not continue with the questions. I’ll pose one to you. If you can answer it, I lose; but if you can’t, I win. How about that?"

"Hahaha! What impudence from a brat! What makes you so confident to talk to me like this? And why should I listen to you?"

As expected, the Mysterious Man reacted just as Third Senior Brother had predicted.

If this person was indeed Thomas Norris, he surely felt assured of victory and would not agree to change the rules so easily.

Third Senior Brother was at a loss; he truly didn’t know how to persuade him.

Just then, Kiara’s steady voice came from behind.

"If you dare to change the match, naturally you must raise the stakes. We decide to increase our bet, how about that?"

With those words, everyone’s attention shifted to Kiara.

"What stakes do you want to raise?" Trevor Brown, the Fake Mysterious, asked. His voice held a hint of hatred towards Kiara that one could barely detect without listening closely.

"I’ll add a life to our bet. The hostage on the third party’s side is my man. I’m betting my own life, along with my man’s life—two lives against you. Is that acceptable?"

Upon saying this, the entire crowd of Kiara’s friends and relatives took a sharp breath.

Too daring!

How much confidence did she have to be able to say something like that?

"Oh? Haha... I’m not going to fall for that, weren’t the rules before that if you lose this round, one of you has to die? Your man is just a hostage, Kiara. If Spencer loses, you were supposed to pay the price anyway."

The Mysterious Man didn’t take the bait.

"Can’t you do simple math? According to the original rules, if we lost, only one of us needed to die, either my man or I. Now it’s the two of us, together. You think about it, we’re a united front as husband and wife. As long as one of us remains, we will hunt you down relentlessly. Why not take the deal—buy one, get one free? Do you dare to gamble?"

Kiara was calm and composed.

However, those watching the live stream were getting anxious, especially the leader.

So anxious that they were stomping their feet.

Although these people were laymen, even they could tell that the masked person was not easy to deal with. How much confidence did Kiara have to actually gamble with both their lives?

No, it wasn’t just two lives at stake—Kiara had another life within her!

It’s important to recognize that either member of this couple could surpass many others. Such talents are rare, appearing perhaps once a decade; each can bring immense benefits to their respective fields. Losing both at once, how could the leader not be wringing his hands and sighing.

Someone murmured softly, "When Sister-in-law made such a decision, did she ask for the Vice President’s opinion?"

Upon hearing this, Zenith Kyan closed his eyes, envisioning Mario Yuno’s figure in his mind.

He wondered, if it were Mario Yuno, what would his reaction be at this moment?

"The Vice President trusts his daughter-in-law, and respects her judgment."

"What did you say?" the leader turned back and asked Zenith Kyan, who then repeated his words.

"Based on my understanding of our Vice President, he’s probably smoking a cigar, blowing a smoke ring with a hint of smugness and pride in his eyes, saying, ’I trust my daughter-in-law,’ and there’s a fifty percent chance he would add, ’Wife, take them down!’"

"..." Manager Zenith, are you the monkey god’s reinforcement?

"I bet 100 bucks, once the Vice President comes back and you ask him, you’ll see if he thinks the same way."

Having been with Mario Yuno for so many years, and even having been his deputy observer, Zenith Kyan surely had some understanding of him. If he said this, it was likely that Mario Yuno thought the same.

Everyone, hoping that Zenith Kyan spoke the truth, saw the leader let out a soft sigh.

"If one can come back, I’ll bet a month of my personal allowance against your 100 bucks."

Never before had the leader hoped to lose so badly, as he was desperately looking forward to having both Mario Yuno and Kiara return.

All these conjectures were merely their wishes. Meanwhile, the live stream showed a change in the scene.

When Kiara proposed to bet an extra life, the Mysterious Man hesitated for a few seconds; Kiara seized the opportunity to provoke him.

"Of course, if you lack even this bit of confidence, that’s fine as well. You’ve all seen the betting syndicates; I raised the stakes with an extra life, and he still didn’t dare to engage with us. What kind of stuff he’s made of, you should have seen by now. Why not consider cutting back on your bets on him? Bet on us instead, what good can a bunch of cowards do for you?"

"Fine, I accept your proposal. But I hope you will honor the agreement. If I win this round, if you don’t die, I won’t just tear up the hostage, I’ll have your man carved to pieces."

"Heh, you won’t win. My life isn’t so easy to take, Third Senior Brother, please ask your question."

Kiara made a gesture indicating she held the winning ticket, confidently gesturing to Third Senior Brother.

No one saw beneath Kiara’s confident and imposing demeanour, her palms were sweating from nervousness, her heartbeat was all she could hear.

Camden, this time we’ve played it big, but no worries, if we win I’ll sit by your side as we command All Under Heaven, if we lose, I’ll accompany you to the Yellow Springs. Kiara prayed silently.