Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 348

Her words and tone of voice melted the hearts of all the men around her! The

men at the table exchanged glances with one another, but none of them had

the guts to say anything. Just then, a burly man with tattoos stood up from

the table beside them. It was freezing outside, yet the man was dressed in an

unzipped leather jacket that revealed his muscular chest.

“Why don’t we play a game with you, gorgeous? What would you like to play?”

The burly man seized his opportunity to approach her with a wide grin on his

face. The other men who were seated at his table hurried over behind him,

and they pushed away the teenagers who had occupied the table Claudette

was at. Apparently, this new group of men was more experienced.

“Anything goes,” the lady replied without a hint of fear in her gaze. “Why don’t

we play a game of poker, then?” the burly man suggested.

“Sure!”

“Hah! Let’s start! The loser will get punished, though,” the man with tattoos

spoke loudly, and everyone around him started to cheer in excitement at his

words. There was nothing that could make the crowd heat up the way a

gorgeous woman did–just watching her play a game of poker was enough

to get the crowd to cheer!

played a game of cards with the gangsters at

maintained a calm and collected expression on his face.

her. Some of the other

bodyguard, while most of them reckoned he was her

and

stood tall

military.

outlook, he wore a warm and gentle smile on

made him seem especially charismatic to the

out his role or where he came from. Many

that the burly, tattooed man would get Claudette to take off one

if she lost a game–after all, that seemed to be

TV shows or

realized that they were living in a

fictional plot that they had in their heads.

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to suggest such a punishment,

In the end, they simply had a friendly game

and the loser’s punishment was

little excitement in the game itself, most customers refused to

to miss out on

behind Claudette

upright the whole time, and it

www

was past midnight by the time

landed on her

with tattoos was in a good

was especially loud

Claudette offered.

for a while. Even the waiter stared at her in

Why would a lady as gorgeous as her spend her money

fun with these gangsters? What’s