Chapter 36 If You Lose, Remove That Tattoo
"She’s pretty amazing to have made connections with Macy Graham.” Sharon looked at the woman
beside Lyra and whispered, "Macy is the granddaughter of South Lake’s retired Master Graham.
People who can go out with her will never have to worry about contacts."
Sydney rarely went out before, so she barely knew any people in the business world, much less
people from other ces.
It was no wonder Lyra was acting so humble in front of the women.
Before a person like Macy Graham, Lyra''s family background was not enough.
"Oh, you’re President Flint’s ex-wife?” Macy nced at Sydney with slight contempt in her eyes.
She did not take Sydney seriously at all. "Since we''ve been brought together by fate, let''s y a few
rounds. You''ll oblige, right, Ms. Raines?"
Sydney did not want to even talk to Lyra, let alone y cards with her.
However, she had put up with Velma for so many years when she was in the Flint family and had
learned to read a person''s motive early on. She knew that Macy did not have good intentions the
moment she opened her mouth.
"Of course. The person we’re waiting for won''t arrive until 10 p.m." Sydney did not have anything
now and did not want Macy to crush her just because she was unhappy with her. "But I’m not good
at cards. I hope you don''t mind that."
Macy scoffed and stepped forward with her high heels to take the lead in leaving.
"It''s fine. We y cards to kill time anyway." Lyra only dared to speak after Macy left. "If you really
can’t, we can go easy on you."
She knew from her friends that Sydney had lost more than 15 thousand when she yed with ZX''s
President Smith previously.
ording to the waiter who delivered the tea, Sydney was like a beginner. She was simply
miserable at cards.
She had to endure her anger at the watch shop that afternoon, so she had to get back at Sydney
tonight!
Sydney smiled. "I’ll thank you in advance then, Ms. Madden."
Sharon followed Sydney to the room and said softly, " Ms. Raines, do you really suck at cards? If
so, don''t y with them. I think she’s very hostile to you. What if she sets you up when you''re
ying?”
"She has already set me up the moment she ran into me," said Sydney. "Macy is clearly protecting
her. No matter what trap she sets for me, I have to take it."
Sharon looked at her and sighed. "You poor thing!”
After entering the private room, the women went to the table inside and determined their seats
before sitting down.
Sharon did not know how to y, but she knew how to search the Inte and at least managed to
grasp some tricks. When she looked at Sydney again, she saw how horribly Sydney was ying, so
much that she wanted to y on Sydney''s behalf.
Lyra saw how Sydney lost both rounds against Macy and her, and the smile on the corners of her
mouth was especially bright.
"Ms. Raines, don''t you have a ''JF'' tattoo on your waist?” Lyra suddenly asked Sydney. "It’s Julien’s
initials, right?”
Sydney tossed a card out and did not respond.
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Lyra was ying cards, but her eyes were fixed on Sydney''s face. "You and Julien are divorced,
and I’m notfortable with having his name tattooed on your body. How about this? We''ll use
Bridge as a betting game. If you lose, I''ll call a tattoo artist toe over and help you remove that
tattoo on the spot.”
Sharon could not help but speak up. "Ms. Madden, you''re taking it too far. It''s Ms. Raines''s freedom
to have what she wants tattooed on her body. She''s not good at cards, yet you’re using this as a
gambling game. You’re clearly bullying her."
"Ms. Raines didn’t even say anything. Who are you to speak up for her?" Macy''s red lips tugged in
displeasure. "You’re annoying!"
Sharon’s face went red with anger. She was about to say something, but Sydney stopped her.
"I ept." Sydney smiled, her eyes gentle and calm." But Ms. Madden, what should you do if you
lose?”
Lyra looked at the cards Sydney ced and said in a loud voice, "If I lose, I’ll leave Julien and Port
City, and I’ll nevere back again. If you think I’m making things hard for you, I’ll have someone
teach you how to y first, and we''ll gamble after you learn."
"No need. I think I''m quite good at cards." Sydney said, "Are you serious about this bet, Ms.
Madden? You’re not joking, are you?"
Lyra said firmly, "I’m not joking. Everyone else present can testify.”
"Sure. In that case, let''s do best of three,” said Sydney. She tossed a few cards out, which
happened to be the exact cards Lyra wanted to win.
When it was time to show their hands, the smile on Lyra’s face was tinged with smugness.
She was sure to win the game!
The moment that round of gambling started, Sharon nced at Sydney''s cards and knew that she
would lose. Sharon could not bear to look.
She sighed. "I really don''t want to see you lose so miserably. I''m going out for some air.”
After leaving the private room, Sharon went to the washroom. She had just entered the cubicle,
fished out a cigarette from her bag, and lit it before her phone rang.
"What are you doing?"
"I''m at the club, watching my boss y cards with other people." Sharon took a drag on her
cigarette and saidzily, "Why? When are youing over?"
"I sent you to Port City to find a person. Why are you acting like you’re an actual employee?"
"Ugh, don’t rush me!” Annoyed, Sharon snapped. "He deserved it. He abandoned his wife and son.
Then, now that he''s about to die, he remembers that he has another son and wants us to search for
him because he wants to make it up to him?
"Hurry up and tell the hospital to persuade the old man to die sooner! Donate all his property to the
foundation so his sons don’t get to fight to the death over the money. I almost had my leg broken
last time!"
"Watch your words, Sharon Campbell!" the person on the phone shouted angrily. "You’re a
bodyguard of the Be family. You live if the Be family wants you to live, and you die if the
Be family wants you to die. How dare you curse your employer of an early death?"
Sharon took a drag on her cigarette and exhaled, saying reluctantly, "I was wrong. I won’t dare to do
it again."
"Fourth Young Master’s men have already gone to Port City. Keep an eye out."
"Got it." Sharon said, "Send me the information about South Lake’s Graham family. I was bullied by
someone in that family."
"Why are you wasting time on small fry like that? You should spend that energy looking for the
Young Master," the man said unhappily. "I''ll have someone send you the emailter. I received
information that the Young Master used to stay in Rivervalebefore. Go on a trip there when you
have the time.”
"Yes, sir."
The few-minute-long phone call worsened Sharon’s mood. She threw the cigarette butt into the
toilet, flushed it away, and went out of the washroom.
On the way back to the room, she saw a man wearing the club’s ck uniform. He had a tall and
slender body, holding a tray in his hand while talking to his colleague in front of him.
Sharon’s eyes suddenly widened when she saw the man’s face.
She hurriedly turned around, fished out the mint candy from her bag, and popped two in her mouth
to disperse the smell of cigarettes. Then, she walked
over quickly.
"Aren''t you the car repairman?" Sharon tapped the man''s shoulder.
Hunter Chase turned his head. His eyes narrowed when he saw the woman who had suddenly
appeared. However, he quickly remembered her. "It''s the little beauty who came to the car servicing
center."
"Yep." Sharon smiled and dusted off her clothes, a little surprised. "Aren''t you a car repairman? Why
are you at the club working as a waiter? Is your family that poor?"
Hunter was speechless.
Which part of him looked ''poor''?
He was forced to serve as a waiter and deliver wine to his friends because he lost a bet.
Seeing that Sharon had misunderstood, Hunter did not bother to exin himself and deliberately
teased her. "Yeah, my family is really, really poor. I have to work three jobs a day. I just finished
tutoring and came to the club to start my shift."
"How much money can you earn as a tutor? The job is tiring too." Sharon took out a pen and paper
and wrote a string of numbers for him. "Here''s my number. Write it down. I''ll introduce you to our
company to drive for my boss. The benefits are pretty good." 1
"Oh?" Hunter raised an eyebrow. "Judging by your words, you must be working in argepany.
Is your boss rich?" "So-so. Do you know Skylight?"
"Yeah.” Hunter felt something off. "Who’s your boss?"
"Sydney Raines."
Hunter looked at her. The change in her expression was very subtle. "I know President Raines.
She’s the vice president who just took office in Skylight."
"Yep, she''s a good person. She won''t treat you badly if you work as her driver." Sharon did not
notice what was wrong with his expression. Just as she was about to leave, she said, "I know that
people in your line of work get a lot ofmission from alcohol. Send some expensive wine to
Room 1288ter. I’ll foot the bill." 11 H
When Sharon left, a waiter came over. "Boss, Sydney Raines from Skylight is ying cards in
Room 1288. Do you want to have a look?’
Hunter thought about it and asked, "Is there another beautiful woman with a mole between her
eyebrows?"
He saw Lyra talking to Sydney when he went to the restaurant earlier.
"Huh? Have you been to that room before?"
"That''s interesting." Hunter wiped his lower lip with his thumb and said cheerfully, "I wonder how
President Flint will feel if he finds out his ex-wife is ying cards with his current girlfriend."