It was easy for Brian to say something like that.

He told Ayla to sit on his seat.

She felt pins and needles on her sweating palms.

Was she actually going to play mahjong now? She didn't even recognize any of the mahjong tiles.

Not ten minutes after she sat down, she had almost lost all of the chips Brian had won earlier.

To her, it felt like she just willingly gave the other three opponents all the money.Meanwhile, Brian just drank and smoked nonchalantly.

He hardly cared about the money at all.

It didn't matter how much she lost because he could afford it.

All he wanted was to alleviate her boredom.

However, he realized that this woman had absolutely no affinity for gambling.

Ayla lost again and again, and now, she really had no more chips on hand.

She turned to Brian and helplessly shook her head.

"Mr.Clark."

"Mrs.Clark, it's not a big deal.I can lend you three hundred chips."

"I'll lend you five hundred, Mrs.Clark."

"Well, I'll lend you all my chips!"

Ayla sat there as the three people at the mahjong table earnestly offered her chips with a wide grin on their faces.

Their sinister smiles sent shivers down her spine.

"Do you want to lend her your chips or just give them to her?"

Brian walked over, staring daggers at the three men.

"We'll give them to her," they all said in unison.

Even though they had won a lot, their opponent had no clue how to play mahjong.

It would be an embarrassment to them if they took money from their boss like that.Ayla looked at Brian.

He had pushed her into a pit of suffering, while he and Anna were talking and laughing happily.

But it didn't matter that much because he was wealthy, so she was in charge today.

"There's no need to do that.It's Mr.Clark who will pay for the money you'll lend me."

Ayla smiled at them.

Such leisurely days were a rare occasion for her.She was Set to go back to school in half a month.

Without objecting to her words, Brian kept on drinking.

the

of the entire afternoon, Ayla lost tens of

that they'd be betting so much, she wouldn't have

game, Brian took her to a

look so happy ever since

with you? Are you

a sip of tea and

was also drinking a beverage.She hadn't drank anything warm yet, but this afternoon, she was sweating all

idiot.You did it on purpose, didn't

how she made it

relax or was she causing herself some trouble? Moments later, the waiter arrived, and Brian looked at

"Let's eat!"

at the medium rare steak on her plate, and thought that it was still a bit

knife and

the bathroom and threw up in

table the entire

drinking a few glasses of water and losing a mountain of money, she

she laid eyes on the steak, she immediately wanted to vomit.When Ayla came back to her seat, her steak had been replaced by a cup of coffee and a plate of pasta.Brian held a

famished, she still wouldn't want

she was already hungry earlier, and then she

her plate looked appetizing enough for her.It was late at night by the time they got back to the

Ayla went to her room in the servants'

sat down, her

go back to

that Brian really

seem like he had anything better to

please just talk about this tomorrow?" Ayla

was indeed too tired to

did, and it almost felt like

an entire afternoon, playing in

she

more preoccupied she was, the less bad memories

the small pile of soil

that I couldn't accompany

murmuring to herself for a long time

through the window, Ayla frowned.She

call her again,

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw the

a night robe, looking charming

trembled upon seeing

she entered the

you come

she was a bad liar, and

to bed? Is it your ghost who was sleeping

took another drag of

displeased he was

see me or a ghost, I really want to rest," Ayla said with a smile.Brian noticed that she was wearing a thin coat when she

coat the second they came back to

ten thousand dollars, but she

to my room in

that, he stood up

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