Sophie Smith’s hand trembled slightly as she picked up the cards from the gambling table, one, two, three, ...
Asher Land half-squinted his attractive eyes, stretched out his hand, and adjusted her cards.
Sophie knew nothing about these things, her heart was in turmoil, and thinking that soone might lose a finger due to her bad luck made her heart race fast.
Asher Land, while adjusting the cards, didn’t forget to lightly kiss her cheek, signaling her to relax.
In the first round, Asher Land won.
She couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.
Sophie felt ti passed very slowly, but later, she understood a principle.
That is, her Asher Land is always invincible, with him around, she had nothing to worry about.
After five rounds, Nolan Davis’s face grew somber.
Had he really lost five rounds in a row?
Nolan Davis steadied his emotions, loosening his tie a little.
"Third Young Master Land, you truly are formidable."
For Nolan Davis, losing anything can’t an losing his composure, "Then that person is yours."
Asher Land stood up holding Sophie Smith by the waist, a graceful curve on his lips.
"All acknowledged by Mr. Davis."
"Gentlen, it’s still early, how about we have so more fun?"
What more to play? Sophie had no interest in these rich n’s gas.
"Mr. Davis, how about going to that new bar of yours?"
Luke Land was interested, knowing Nolan Davis recently opened a bar in the bustling central area, filled with won from all over the world, with different looks and styles, all available.
"Alright, since Second Young Master Land is so interested, let’s go play, rest assured, I’ll make sure Second Young Master Land thoroughly enjoys himself."
"That’s good." Luke Land couldn’t wait, eager to have a great ti.
Sophie knew that even if she didn’t want to go now, she had to cooperate with Asher Land; after all, this was a matter between n, and it was best for her, a woman, not to interfere.
...
The night deepened, and at this ti, the bar was an extravagant scene of indulgence.
The raucous music, the boisterous cheering, the flashing lights, and groups of drunken n and won...
Sophie quietly leaned against the sofa, embraced by Asher Land.
The bar manager brought over a group of won, so looking innocent, so sexy, so alluring.
"Gentlen, feel free to choose," Nolan Davis said.
"Really, it’s better to mix East and West," Luke Land looked at the group of beauties, clicked his tongue in admiration, and picked two pleasing ones, one with a Western face, the other Eastern.
Oscar Land, on the other hand, wouldn’t indulge in such antics with Luke Land; his reputation for propriety was well-known in this high society circle.
"Third Young Master Land, are your won enough?"
Even at the gambling table, Asher Land once declared he could afford to lose everything, except this woman, implying her great importance to him, but just how important? Nolan Davis was intrigued to find out.
"Mr. Davis, no need for concern, I have enough," Asher Land’s indifferent voice echoed.
Nolan Davis said no more when suddenly, a liquor salesgirl approached their direction.
"Gentlen? Want to buy so drinks?"
Nolan Davis frowned in displeasure. Was this woman new? How dare she try selling drinks to their group?
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