Chapter 76
Tony arched an eyebrow, his face devoid of emotion as usual, but when his gaze fell on the top of the
woman’s soft head below him, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly. At this moment, he leaned
forward with his right hand on the poker table, his entire person seemingly engulfing Myra in his
embrace.
Meanwhile, the three men at the side wore a tacit smile. We now know why he wasn’t in a hurry to go
back and work overtime today. It turns out that the catch is here. He knew that she’s going toe
over, didn’t he? And why didn’t he have a drink any other time but right when she was about to leave?
Plus, he could’ve just taken a drink, yet he just had to use his injured hand. Wasn’t it obvious that he
wanted her to stay? The three of them truly couldn’t stand seeing his desperation, so they gave him a
hand.
The atmosphere at the poker table was undoubtedly peaceful, but Myra gradually felt perturbed. I don’t
know whether Tony Hart is doing this intentionally, but he said he’ll let me y by myself and get a feel
of things, but every time I want to flip open a card, he’ll suddenly stop me and open another card. This
is no big deal, but our hands always brush together inadvertently.
“You’ve just drawn this card, so don’t open it so hastily. Wait and see what card Elliot openster.” She
was just about to flip open the card she’d just drawn earlier, but Tony stopped her. As he took the card
from her, his fingers gently brushed across her hand. He’s manipting my hand so casually that I feel
as though I’m quickly losing possession of it.
When his hand again half-wrapped around hers, Myra abruptly pushed her chair back and got to her
feet. “How about you take over, Director Hart? I really don’t know how to y,” she said to Tony. Her
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face was as red as an overly ripe tomato and stained with a trace of irritation.
Seemingly rather surprised, Tony raised an eyebrow and looked at her cidly. “It’s okay. Just y a
few more rounds, and you’ll be fine.” Just after his words fell, his cell phone seemingly vibrated.
Holding his cell phone, he greeted the person on the other end before patting her on the shoulder.
Then, he spun around and walked out.
At the sight of his hypocritical demeanor, the three men doubled over inughter inwardly though they
outwardly maintained a nonchnt expression and urged Myra to sit back down.
As Myra looked at their innocent expressions, she was all the more regretful for staying and helping
Tony draw cards. I must have had a loose screw earlier!
When Tony had exited the private room, his smiling countenance gradually darkened significantly, and
he merely murmured apathetically, “Come over.” Then, he hung up the phone right away. Taking out a
cigarette, he lit it in the corridor itself.
Without Tony by her side, Myra was much more rxed. However, with no one to guide her, she
quickly messed up after the three veterans railroaded her. Tony had won a lot of chips earlier, but Myra
lost them all when he went out to take a phone call.
Upon seeing that he’d gotten a full house, Elliot happily extended a hand for chips. Myra
embarrassingly nced at the small drawer beside her, only to see that it was… already empty.
At this time, someone pushed open the private room door. Never had Myra been so hard-pressed to
see Tony. When she looked over her shoulder and saw that it was Tony walking in, even she herself
didn’t realize that her eyes abruptly lit up, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
The moment Tony glimpsed her expression upon entering the room, the corners of his mouth
instinctively curved upward, and he strode over to her in a few strides. “What’s wrong?”
This time, Myra stood up without the slightest hesitation. “I don’t want to y anymore, so you should
y instead. I… don’t quite know how to y.” There was a faint blush on her face even as she shyly
tucked the few strands of hair that fell to her forehead to the back of her creamy ear. If I y with my
own money, it’s fine if I lose, but losing other people’s money—especially his—feels rather disturbing.
At this, Tony cidly swept a gaze over the small drawer before her. Understanding instantly dawned,
upon which a glimmer of mirth shed across his eyes.
Elliot who was at the side naturally wouldn’t squander this golden opportunity to win Tony’s money.
“Just rest assured and y dauntlessly, Miss Stark. Tony won’t miss such a pittance!”
Myra’s flush deepened, and she waved a dismissive hand profusely in mortification. “T… That’s okay. I
have to work tomorrow, so I’ve got to go home now.” After saying that, she slipped behind Tony, not
realizing that her action resembled that of a demure little woman.
Casting a look at Elliot who was eagerly awaiting more money, Tony suddenly dipped his head and
nced at his watch. Then, he frowned. “It’s indeed quitete.” When his words fell, everyone knew
that he meant it as a dismissal.
Elliot was on a winning streak, so he was a tad disgruntled. Unexpectedly, Lucas who was beside him
kicked him hard under the table, so he hastily zipped his mouth at the bolt of pain.
“You should indeed go back and rest earlier today since you’re injured, Tony. We’re still nning to go
for karaoke and a few drinks after this, so Miss Stark, do you mind dropping him off on your way
home?” Lucas asked. As soon as he said this, the other two men understood at once, and they nodded
profusely as well.
Myra had already made to leave after taking her bag, but she could only turn back helplessly upon
hearing his question.
At this moment, Tony was pretending to take his wallet out to pay for the chips he’d lost earlier, but
Elliot then smugly dered, “Philip and Lucas neither won nor lost today, while I just happened to win
your chips just now, Tony. However, Miss Stark forgot to give me my winnings for thest round. It’s just
the right amount, so your vi in the southern part should be mine, no?”
Myra belonged to the elite ss as well, so she knew full well the worth of their chips in a night despite
having been out of touch for a long time. Nevertheless, a sliver of guilt still slithered into her when she
heard that, and she blushed up to her ears.
“As you like,” Tony murmured cidly at this time as though he wasn’t at all bothered.
Thus, Myra initially wanted to decline, but she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Upon seeing this, Elliot snickered and walked out. “I’ll apany you to your car, Miss Stark. Zion
Club is too dangerous at night.”
At this precise moment, a ck Lamborghini came to a stop in front of Zion Club, a sharp screech
splitting the air. As soon as the car stopped, a man climbed out from inside, his expression grim and his
thin lips tightly pressed together. A near distance away, a woman in a pale pink dress waved at him.
“Here, Sean!”
Stalking over to the woman in a few strides, Sean demanded with narrowed eyes, “Was everything you
said on the phone earlier true?” The night sky out there was stunning, but as the neon lights reflected in
his eyes, they were pools of gloom.
L couldn’t help shivering at the sight even as a glimmer of something flittered across her eyes. In no
time, she nodded hesitantly. “I think I got the right person. I went in for dinner with a few people in
charge of the concert, and I saw Myra. She was holding a man’s jacket and went into VIP Room A.”
Upon hearing that, Sean’s eyes turned even colder. After all, all elites in Bradfort City were aware that
VIP Room A was Elliot’s personal private room in Zion Club, and no outsiders were allowed in.
“I don’t know whether I should tell you this…” L nced at him, hesitating as she spoke. When she
saw that he didn’t stop her, she bit her lip and admitted softly, “I was feeling rather restless after seeing
Myra going in with a man’s suit…”