Chapter 142 Humiliation

A complete poker set consists of 54 cards, which was not difficult to remember. But if one wanted to remember the position of each card while shuffling and what was in each player’s hand, it would be impossible.

Even if one could remember the entire sequence of the cards and knew what cards the opponents were holding and what cards were yet to be drawn, it still didn’t guarantee a win. Poker was not only about skills but also about human nature.

Everyone who played poker had their preferences to some extent. Remembering the opponent’s preferences and knowing what combo they liked to win was tough.

Triston looked at Catherine in astonishment, his eyes almost popping out of his head. “Catherine, looks like you’re pretending to be a noob. You’re making fun of us, aren’t you?”

Catherine raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a cold gaze, her tone devoid of warmth. “Is it necessary for me to do that to you?”

Her arrogant and self-important attitude made Triston’s face turn red with anger. He couldn’t help it, so he turned to Branden.

“Mr. Duncan, do something. Look, she’s bullying your friend!”

his deep eyes carrying a cunning smile as he looked at Triston. “Bullying? Is that so? She was telling the truth,

was miserably defeated! He deeply regretted that he had sought help from Branden. Not only did he have to watch Branden and Catherine’s public display of

seek comfort from his good friend on the side. “Aidan, these two people keep

“Hmph!” He pushed Triston away with a disgusted look

Lambert, I advise you to keep your mouth

his loved ones. No one dared to offend his woman. Aidan had a

counted the number of chips he had lost and respectfully handed them to Catherine

Swann, your intelligence is beyond comparison. You’re already so skilled after just a few rounds. From now on, besides Mr. Duncan,

pang of discomfort in his heart. Why didn’t he learn anything from Aidan, an expert

towards Branden, who was tidying the table beside her. She pointed to the chips on the table, asking, “How much are these

she was asking and gestured a number to her. “Ten thousand?” Catherine asked.

a stack of chips. It seemed that she had already won over a million. The value of the chips didn’t make Catherine change her expression. She

knew she had won over a million in this game, she

table and

at him with confusion, showing no politeness.” Why should

much more than

them, it would be

clapped his hands happily.

seated, his gaze gently falling on Catherine. While she shone brightly like a star, he concealed himself in the darkness like

poker, Catherine started to feel tired. When her eyebrows furrowed, Branden immediately sensed it and asked proactively, “Do you want

respond to Branden but looked up at Triston. “I won’t treat you to this meal, but can I treat

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