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.

every penny in other casinos.

like the back of her

she

gambling, he was a quick learner. How could he lose every time? Perhaps the money he had lost earlier was just a ruse.

Tim. Unfortunately, Tim did not saw it, nor did anyone else. But how

knowing that Tim was going

thing if a genius

telling him to stop, lest he would lose more, but in Tim's eyes, Nicole was doing

this at the beginning, Tim would listen

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

did not say anything. The

upstairs and whispering a few words in Tim's ear. Tim looked at him and thought

knew that Nicole definitely saw

out this woman was

Good for her!

Very good!

even helped Tim. Samuel thought he would write his name backwards if he didn't

became. For no reason, a murderous

Didn't he win money?

was he so

was somewhat puzzled, so

he himself should be the one

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

are

Tim said indifferently.

which was very irritating. Sorry for that. Come on.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

teeth. His words were squeezed out of his

not here to gamble, but to kill. He couldn't help

was

tried, he lost every round. Samuel seemed to have predicted his next step. Samuel was the clear

Tim had lost more than

couldn't help but

the hell retailed the fake

Samuel was a money

was clearly a

winning so much money,

was not dreaming,

so good at it all of a

kept losing

his eyes to make sure that he wasn't

cool person here was

did not even cast a glance at the money in front of him. He sneered and said

said to Samuel not long ago. Tim didn't

burning as if someone

go to the bathroom first, if you

"Please."

at all what Tim was going

and see which room on the third floor he sent people to. Come

"What?"

think we're

that Jacob didn't bring his brain

was at

to gamble? You've won a lot,

wanted to see what was in Jacob's brain