Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Tim thought that Samuel had been losing money for so many days in a row, so he would appear uneasy. Unexpectedly, Samuel's confidence surprised him.

"Samuel, you look pretty calm."

Tim smiled faintly, but Samuel ignored him.

"Just cut the crap and start. Don't act like a pussy. Are you here to gamble? Or can't you stand to lose?"

He said that so arrogantly that Tim wanted to punch him in the face.

But Tim did not bicker back. The gamble soon began.

At the beginning, Samuel was losing. Not knowing whether it was luck or that he was born for it, Tim became proud.

"Samuel, let's call it a day. You've lost five million in just half an hour. You only got eight million with you. I will feel embarrassed if I win all your money."

Standing behind Samuel, Jacob was even more anxious.

Samuel never lost in business. Why was he so bad at casinos?

However, Samuel sat steadily on his chair and said indifferently to Tim, "It's only five million, which I can still afford to lose. Would you care about only five million?"

"Maybe you aren't good at this. Why don't we play another one?"

Tim suggested.

"As you please."

Following his advice, Samuel didn't fret at all, while Jacob stood aside and began to sweat profusely.

They then changed to the game of five-card stud.

Looking still calm and cool, Samuel seemed to be another man though. The luck had come to Samuel. He won Tim narrowly every time.

Tim watched the chips in front of him become fewer and fewer, and he could no longer laugh out loud.

Samuel still looked at him coldly and said, "Perhaps you are not good at it. Why don't we play another one?"

Jacob almost lost his balance.

Before long, Samuel had won his 5 million back. But did he need to be so arrogant now?

It was already lucky enough not to lose money. What exactly did Samuel want to do?

Tim looked at Samuel and thought that was just luck. He smiled and said, "No. Let's continue."

"Good for you. Then shall we?"

"Please."

Tim became serious now.

However, no matter how serious he became, he just kept losing in the next rounds.

Samuel had won more and more chips, but Tim's chips were losing. In less than an hour, Tim had lost all the chips in front of him.

He furrowed slightly.

Jacob also found it strange.

How could Samuel become such a gambling expert all of a sudden?

But why did he keep losing in other casinos?

Samuel said in his usual tone, "Continue?"

"Continue!"

It was game on.

That was too weird.

in other casinos. Why

out. But Nicole knew it like the back of her hand, who was secretly watching

she

How could he lose every time? Perhaps the money he had lost earlier was just a ruse. What he wanted most was

Samuel came at Tim. Unfortunately, Tim did not saw it, nor did anyone else. But how could Nicole, who had been with Samuel for so long,

that Tim was going

thing if a genius wanted

him to stop, lest he would lose more,

listen to her

would be laughed at to do so now that he had lost face in his own place

say anything.

coming down from upstairs and whispering a few words in Tim's ear. Tim

knew that Nicole

turned out this woman was

Good for her!

Very good!

knew he was here and even helped Tim. Samuel thought he would

more Samuel thought about it, the angrier he became. For no reason, a murderous aura rose up,

Didn't he win money?

he so

puzzled,

himself that he himself should

at him. Why did Samuel look mad instead? For those who didn't know, they might think Samuel lost

are

Tim said indifferently.

Samuel smiled coldly, "Nothing. Just remembered something, which was very irritating. Sorry

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

His words were

felt Samuel was not here to gamble, but to kill. He

game was on

he lost every round. Samuel seemed to have predicted his next

Tim had lost

couldn't help

the hell retailed the fake

Samuel was a money

was clearly a

much money,

not dreaming, was

good at

he kept losing

that he wasn't mistaken. He was even more

cool person here

a glance at the money in front

Samuel not long ago. Tim didn't expect that Samuel would

burning as if

need to go to the bathroom first,

"Please."

at all what Tim was going

room, Samuel said to Jacob, "Follow him secretly and see which room

"What?"

really think

didn't bring his

was at

come here to gamble? You've

see what was in Jacob's brain now. Wasn't