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

afternoon, Ayla lost tens

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

took

happy

you? Are

a sip of tea

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

not an idiot.You did

she made it through

she just trying to relax or was she causing herself some trouble? Moments later, the waiter arrived, and Brian

"Let's eat!"

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

couldn't move her knife and

the bathroom and threw up in the

had been sitting at the mahjong table the entire afternoon,

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

came back to her seat, her steak had been replaced by a cup of coffee and a

famished, she still

she was already hungry earlier, and then she threw up upon seeing the steak just

something, and the pasta on her plate looked appetizing enough for her.It was

her room

soon as she sat down,

you to go back to

Brian really wanted to

seem like he had anything better to

about to sleep.Can we please just talk about this tomorrow?" Ayla

was indeed too tired to endure

she was too tired because of what he did, and it almost felt

an entire afternoon, playing in the

she didn't feel

more preoccupied she was, the less bad memories

walked towards the small

that I couldn't

murmuring to herself for a long time before she decided

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

that Brian would call her again, so she unplugged the

As soon as she pushed the

a night

trembled upon seeing

lips, she

late.Why did you come to

because she was a bad

bed? Is it your ghost who was sleeping

drag of his

displeased he was based on

want to rest," Ayla said with a smile.Brian noticed that she was wearing a thin coat when

her coat

coat cost more than ten thousand dollars, but

my room in the main

that, he stood up and left

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