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.

to his arm, and the two of them looked very

duration of the entire afternoon, Ayla lost tens of

much,

Brian took her to a

didn't look so happy ever since they left the

with you? Are you

of

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,

how she made

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

"Let's eat!"

the medium rare steak on her plate, and

knife and fork because

ran to the bathroom and threw up in the

mahjong table the entire afternoon,

water and losing a

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,

Ayla wasn't famished, she still wouldn't want

hungry earlier, and then she threw up upon

she really wanted to eat something, and the pasta on her plate looked appetizing enough for her.It was late at night

her room in the servants'

as soon as she sat

you to go

really wanted

like he had anything better

we please

to endure more of his

he did, and it almost

spent an entire afternoon, playing in

she was so tired, she

more preoccupied she was, the

walked towards the small pile of soil in

I'm sorry that I

murmuring to herself for a long time before she decided to

window, Ayla frowned.She

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

forget to turn off the light when she went out earlier? As

night

trembled upon

her lips, she

you come

a bad liar, and she wasn't smart

say you had gone to bed? Is it your ghost who was sleeping

another drag

how displeased he

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

take off her coat the

more than ten thousand dollars, but she didn't

my room in the main

he stood up and

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