Chapter 692


    "Mr. Gamble..." Chaz quickly stepped forward and supported Harold''s sweaty back, looking at him with


    concern. "How are you?"


    "Fine." Harold''s voice was hoarse, with a hint of inexplicable exhaustion.


    He raised his head and met Franklin''s cold and frightening deep eyes.


    He couldn''t help but curl his lips. "Mr. Maskelyne, I''m willing to admit defeat in the bet. Although the


    ind is gone, I don''t want to die either. I even feel lucky that I didn''t die."


    "It shows thatpared to life, that ind means nothing." Franklin spoke coldly and then signaled


    Jasper to handle the transfer procedures for the ind.


    Chaz was unwilling but knew that they had to give up the ind.


    And all new energy technologies were still in MI6''s hands.


    They were still passive.


    A fawning expression appeared on Chaz''s face. "Mr. Maskelyne, no need to bother yourself. I will take


    care of all these procedures for you today."


    Jasper lowered his eyebrows. "Then thanks, Mr. Santana."


    Chaz held his breath and forced a smile on his face,"You''re wee."


    "Well then, since it''s settled, we won''t disturb you any longer today... This y has been very enjoyable


    for me." Franklin stood up from his chair as he spoke.


    The man was extremely tall with a stern face exuding faint killing intent.


    Harold could only apany him with a smiling face,"The trouble with new energy... I wonder when


    Mr. Maskelyne can help solve it?"


    Franklin just gave him a cold nce, "No rush, we''re not leaving tomorrow anyway."


    As he spoke, he took a step forward and grabbed Sylvia''s small hand in hisrge palm; the cold lines


    on his face softened slightly,"Honey, let''s go."


    That gentle yet indulgent voice made it seem like the man who had been full of murderous intent just


    now wasn''t him at all


    Sylviazily nced at him, "Okay!"


    Seeing their interaction made everyone almost gasp for air.


    Especially Harold; he stiffenedpletely where he stood


    Franklin got married... Many people knew about this matter; this man never deliberately concealed the


    fact that he was married


    So... Is this deputy chief his wife?


    Franklin was telling everyone clearly: This woman belongs to me! Whoever dares have any crooked


    thoughts towards her will be bored out of their minds!


    Harold felt a chill run down his spine. Just moments ago, he had been curious about Sylvia and even


    slightly attracted to her. But now, all those feelings had vanished without a trace.


    Franklin led Sylvia out of the meeting room by the hand and waited until they were in the car before


    bursting intoughter. "Honey, you''re amazing! You''re incredible!" He couldn''t help but feel satisfied


    thinking about how Sylvia had taken care of Chaz and his cronies. It was especially satisfying when


    she pped them in the face.


    He had wanted tough earlier but held back until now. With a smirk on her lips, Sylvia''s eyes showed


    a hint of mockery as she said, "Anyone who dares to mess with my man is just asking for trouble."


    Franklin sat next to her and watched as sheughed merrily with eyshes fluttering like wings. His


    eyes softened with tenderness as he spoke in his deep voice close to her ear, "My wife, you''re


    amazing." She turned her head and blinked at him beforeughing again.


    Unable to resist himself any longer, Franklin pulled her into his arms while running hisrge hands


    through her soft hair. His deep voice rang out once more saying, "My wife is the best in this world."


    Sylvia''s heart bubbled over with joy at hearing such loving praise from him.


    Her beautiful dark eyes sparkled even brighter than before while Jasper asked curiously, "Miss


    Andrews, did you have good luck or what? How did you get two straight flushes?"


    "Did you forget?" She curled one corner of her mouth up slyly," I shuffled the cards beforehand so I


    knew exactly what they looked like." Harold shuffled them again afterward but only half-heartedly


    because he was preupied with something else."


    "So when it came time for me to be dealt cards again, I got lucky because I knew where all my good


    cards were."


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    Jasper was shocked by how sharp Sylvia''s memory was."What if Harold kept shuffling? What if he


    went crazy shuffling?"


    Sylvia shrugged nonchntly, "It wouldn''t matter since I already knew where all my good cards were


    from shuffling them myself earlier."


    "The same principle applies to shuffling cards too! All the cards I shuffled were arranged in order, with


    four ones and four twos each. No matter how he shuffles them, they will be mixed up. But because of


    their previous arrangement, he cannot shuffle them intoplete chaos."