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.

penny in other casinos. Why did he

could not figure it out. But Nicole knew it like the back of her hand, who was

she know

learner. How could he lose every time? Perhaps the money he had lost earlier was

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

Tim was going to lose

the simplest thing if a genius

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

Nicole said this at the beginning, Tim would listen to her and even

now that he had lost

not say

in Tim's ear. Tim looked at him and

knew that Nicole

this woman

Good for her!

Very good!

Tim. Samuel thought he would write his name backwards if

angrier he became. For no reason, a murderous aura rose up, startling

Didn't he win money?

he so

puzzled, so

thought to himself that he himself should be

Why did Samuel look mad instead? For those who didn't know,

wrong? Why are you

Tim said indifferently.

which was very irritating.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

His words were squeezed

felt Samuel was not here to gamble, but

game was on

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

less than an hour, Tim had lost more than ten

couldn't help but

the hell retailed

Samuel was

was clearly a money

winning so much money, Jacob widened

was not dreaming, was

be so good

he kept losing

to make sure that he

cool person here

glance at the money in front of him. He sneered and said to Tim, "So

to Samuel not long ago. Tim didn't expect that Samuel would say it back to

his face was burning as if someone slapped

need to go to the

"Please."

all what Tim was going out

Tim left the room, Samuel said to Jacob, "Follow him secretly and see which room on the third

"What?"

really think

that Jacob didn't bring his brain

at

come here to gamble? You've won a lot,

really wanted to see what was in Jacob's brain now. Wasn't there nothing but