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

the entire afternoon, Ayla lost tens of millions

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

took

look so happy ever since they left

up with you?

a sip of tea and looked

drinking a beverage.She hadn't drank anything warm

idiot.You did it

made it through

to relax or was she causing herself some trouble? Moments later,

"Let's eat!"

medium rare steak on her plate, and thought

and fork because she

second, she ran to the bathroom and threw up in the

the mahjong table

a few glasses of water and losing a mountain of money, she hadn't touched

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

famished, she still wouldn't want to eat

hungry earlier, and then she threw up upon seeing

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

arrival, Ayla went to her room in the servants'

sat down, her phone started

you to go back to your

that Brian really wanted

had anything better to do

about to sleep.Can we please just talk about this

to endure more of his

what he did, and it almost felt like

afternoon, playing

tired, she

was, the less bad memories she

walked towards the small pile

I couldn't accompany you

stood there, murmuring to herself for a long time before she decided to go back

window, Ayla frowned.She seemed to recall turning the

she was worried that Brian would call her again, so

light when she went out earlier? As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw the man leaning against

night robe, looking charming

heart trembled

she entered the

come to

Ayla was lying to him because she was a bad liar, and she wasn't

you say you had gone to bed? Is

took another drag

he

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

coat the second they came back

cost more than ten thousand dollars, but she didn't

room in

he stood

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