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.

clung to his arm, and the two of them looked very

duration of the entire afternoon, Ayla

she had known that they'd be betting so much, she wouldn't have laid a hand on the mahjong

the game, Brian took her

look so happy ever since

you? Are

sip of

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

an idiot.You did it on purpose,

didn't know how she made

some trouble? Moments later, the

"Let's eat!"

plate, and thought that it was

move her knife and

ran to the bathroom

at the mahjong table the entire

glasses of water and losing a mountain of money,

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 cup of coffee as well,

famished, she still wouldn't want

earlier, and then she threw up upon

enough for her.It was late

her

soon as she sat down,

to go back to

really wanted to torture

didn't seem like he had anything

about to sleep.Can we please just

was indeed too tired to endure more of

tired because of what he did, and it

she spent an entire afternoon, playing in the entertainment

was so tired, she didn't feel any pain

the more preoccupied she was, the

the small pile of soil in the

that I couldn't

a long time before she decided to go

the window, Ayla frowned.She seemed to recall turning the light

she was worried that Brian would call her again, so she unplugged

went out earlier? As soon

wearing a night robe, looking charming

heart trembled upon

lips, she entered

come to my room

a bad liar, and she wasn't smart enough to

you had gone to bed?

another drag of

he was based

I really want to rest," Ayla said with a smile.Brian noticed

coat the second they came back

dollars, but she didn't

my room in the main

that, he stood up and left her

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