A Spoonful of Sugar: Don’t Beg for Love

Chapter 583

Neither of them knew what it meant to spend wisely. Whenever they ran out of money, they would just

withdraw from the family account. They did not know how to save money at all. In their minds, as long

as Rickard and Ernest were still alive, the Duvals would always be an inexhaustible gold mine.

They had spent nearly $45,000 a night, so one could imagine how much they had lost in the past

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Sophia grumbled to herself about her bad luck and how she had lost too much money that day. She

snuck into the house as usual but was taken aback to find the living room brightly lit.

"Welcome back." Rickard's voice echoed in her ears. He had not changed his clothes yet, and Julie

was sitting on the couch with her head hung low. Sophia's heart skipped a beat, and she collapsed to

the floor in fear at the sight.

Julie surreptitiously watched for any signs of Rickard's emotions, but he was notoriously inscrutable.

The only thing she sensed was the palpable tension that surrounded him, suggesting that he was in a

bad mood.

"She didn't lose that much money," Julie said, but Rickard shot her a glance and shut her up. Although

he appeared calm on the surface, Sophia could sense the coldness lurking beneath his composed

gaze.

Sophia knew they were both in trouble when Rickard found out. But gambling was addictive. It led

people down a slippery slope, and she just could not control herself.

"Dick, I'm sorry. It's all my fault," Sophia said as she grabbed Rickard's trousers, tears streaming down

her face. "Please forgive me. I promise I won't do it again."

Infuriated, Rickard pulled his leg away.

"You're sorry?"

Sophia nodded.

Rickard knelt down, placing the bill in front of her. "You two have spent $450,000 in just a month. Half

of the people in Genecity know that the Duvals have a mother and daughter who love to spend lavishly.

You have quite the audacity."

Sophia's heart sank when Rickard mentioned the total amount that they owed to the gambling den. If

Rickard did not know the exact number, she could still try to deny or make excuses, but it was

$450,000. Every time Sophia looked at the cumulative total on the bill, she felt like she had gone mad.

Seeing that Sophia was crying profusely, Julie walked forward. "Although $450,000 is a lot of money,

it's just a drop in the bucket for our family, isn't it?"

Benji, who could not bear listening to her anymore, blurted, "That's easy for you to say. It's not your

money, so of course, you wouldn't feel the pain of spending it."

"Who gave you the right to speak here?" Julie glared at Benji.

Rickard closed his eyes. Benji did not say anything more and retreated to the side expressionlessly.

"Benji is my secretary and the reason why you two are able to squander $450,000," Rickard said, his

voice chilling them to the bone. Julie realized that she had misspoken.