Chapter 1003


    Chapter 1003 Honey, Help Me Show the Card!


    “What a despicable and cunning man! He clearly understood the rules, yet he pretended not to in order


    to deceive me! God, please give him a 10 and make him lose!” thought Amelia.


    Friedman asked the other three yers if they wanted cards. He red at James and said, “What’s the


    rush? Wait for the


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    next round.”


    After asking several young gentlemen one by one, Friedman gave them and himself a third card before


    dealing the fourth card to James.


    James wrapped his arm around Amelia’s waist with one hand and leaned down to kiss her cheek in


    front of everyone. “Help


    me show the card, honey!”


    Upon seeing this, Friedman, who had been single for years, became so angry that he threw away the


    hook in his hand and eximed, “Fine! How much money do you want? I’ll just give it to you. Hurry up


    and take your wife home.”


    The other three yers couldn’t stand it anymore and


    mmed the table in protest, saying, “Yes, you can have all


    the chips on our table. Just go back and stop showing off your


    affection here!”


    James hugged his blushing wife and smirked challengingly at the others, saying, “Even if you can’t


    stand it, you still have to. You can only me yourselves for not having wives.”


    Friedman and the three yers were speechless.


    They finally realized that James wasn’t here for fun but to


    show off his wife.


    Friedman clenched his fists and cracked his knuckles.


    “Guys, I want to hit him!”


    “We’ve wanted to do that for long.”


    James scoffed, “You’re too rude. This is why you’re all single.”


    Kenny, who was sitting in the southeast direction in a white suit, stood up politely and asked, “Can I


    beat him up now?”


    Friedman raised his hand and then moved it down, signaling Kenny not to be hasty. “You can beat him


    up, however, you


    want after leaving here.”


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    James didn’t take their words seriously.


    In his opinion, these men without wives could only satisfy their


    cravings for pleasure by saying something like that.


    The boasted Amelia, on the other hand, held her small face in


    her hands and kept her head lowered.


    She wanted to minimize her presence as much as possible. James, who was beside her, leaned in and


    whispered to her,


    “Honey, help me show the card.”


    As he spoke, he even brushed his lips across her cheek.


    Amelia’s cheeks turned even redder, like a ripe tomato, when she felt his hot breath and heard his


    husky voice.


    She frowned and gave James a re. Not only did Friedman


    and the three young nobles want to hit him, but she also


    wanted to do that.


    “Hmm?”


    James raised his eyebrows at her.