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 two of them looked very

the duration of the entire afternoon, Ayla lost

betting so much, she wouldn't

took

she didn't look so happy ever

with you?

took a sip of tea and

drank anything warm yet, but this afternoon, she was sweating all

an idiot.You did it

made it through

herself some trouble? Moments later, the

"Let's eat!"

rare steak on her plate, and thought that it was still a

and fork

ran to the bathroom and threw up in

the mahjong table the entire afternoon,

losing

her steak had been replaced by a cup of coffee and a plate of pasta.Brian held a cup of

she still wouldn't

she threw up upon seeing the steak just

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

her

sat down,

told you to go back to your

seemed that Brian really

it didn't seem like he had anything

I'm about to sleep.Can we please just talk about

was indeed too tired to

of what he did, and it almost felt like she had

entire afternoon, playing in

she was so tired, she didn't feel any pain

preoccupied she was, the less

the small pile of

that I couldn't

time

at the light in her room through the window, Ayla frowned.She seemed to recall turning the light off

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

out earlier? As soon as she pushed the door open,

night robe,

trembled upon seeing

her lips, she entered the

late.Why did you come to

to him because she was a bad liar, and she wasn't smart enough to fool

bed? Is it

another drag of

displeased he

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

must've seen her take off her coat the

dollars, but she

to my room

saying that, he stood up and left her

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