Chapter 139


    The amount of money was not substantial, but the insult was profound to Lukas and Mark.


    “Did you intentionally bring a professional to win our money? Rowan cursed softly, then red at


    Joe to


    use him.


    He thought Skr was inexperienced, seeing she appeared to only be in her 20s. Yet, her poker


    skills suggested she had been in the game for decades.


    “Five of a kind,” Skr dered as she yed a card, then added innocently, “I’m just lucky.”


    Joe watched Skr’s act of ying dumb and warmed up slightly. His smile was tinged with


    amusement. He spoke in an even tone, “If you can’t afford to lose, don’t y.”


    “Who are you underestimating? Rowan retorted in an annoyed manner.


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    He wondered who among them couldn’t afford to lose. They could easily lose billions in one night,


    let alone a few hundred thousand.


    They finally knew why Joe had brought her along. Although she was beautiful, she wasn’t just a


    bimbo.


    After winning three consecutive games, Skr turned to Joe and suggested, “Is this enough?


    Winning more seems a bit too much.”


    She had roughly estimated that each man had lost between eight hundred thousand to over a


    million dors, totaling around four to five million dors.


    Vi had always said not to get addicted to gambling. It was best to quit while ahead.


    “Have you had enough? If not, you can keep ying. What you’ve won isn’t a significant amount,*


    Joe remarked as he looked at her.


    Skr felt somewhat embarrassed by her winnings. “I’ll treat you to dinner when we get back.”


    “I’ll eat what you’ve cooked for me.” Joe’s voice slightly deepened.


    Perhaps it was the ambience of the clubhouse that made his chest feel a bit restless.


    “Then I’ll prepare a feast fit for you.”


    Otherwise, it wouldn’t do justice to the millions she had won.


    “Alright,” Joe responded in a low voice.


    “What was the beautifuldy’s name?” Rowan casually inquired..


    It was indeed his first time seeing Joe so close to a woman. One could see a hint of favor in his


    eyes.


    “Skr,” she responded while pushing away her winning cards.


    She had won again.


    “Damn!” Rowan eximed with his eyes wide.


    Joe gave Rowan a warning nce. He signaled him clearly not to swear.


    Rowan’s mouth twitched.


    “Mr. Martin, I’m a bit tired.” Skr feigned weariness.


    In reality, she wasn’t tired at all. The stakes were simply too thrilling. If it were smaller amounts, she


    could have continued ying until morning.


    Joe saw through Skr’s little ruse. “Go rest then. There’s food over there.”


    Skr nodded and stood up. Joe then asked Rowan and the others, “Are you still ying?”


    Rowan also stood up. “No, let’s have the cake.”


    From the start, Joe didn’t want to y. His question was merely a formality. He wondered if they


    could really continue ying.


    Skr felt a bit thirsty. She found no water, only soft drinks, juice, and alcohol.


    She picked up a ss of orange juice and took a few tips. Then she ate a few pieces of fruit.


    “Are you really Mr. Martin’s secretary?”


    Skr turned her head to look at Shirley Flynn.


    Shirley was the lead actress in a currently popr TV drama. She was at the height of her fame.


    Skr really enjoyed watching her dramas as she found her acting to be very natural.


    “Yes, I am the secretary,” Skr responded.


    That night, she was Joe’s secretary and not some secret wife.