All Her Secrets By Chestnut

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!”

as he looked at Triston. “Bullying? Is that so? She was telling the

was just like a game, and Triston 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 affection all night long, but he also had to

from his good friend on the side. “Aidan, these

Triston’s complaint, Aidan snorted coldly. “Hmph!” He pushed Triston

you to keep your mouth shut,

like Branden. Branden was famous for being protective of his loved ones. No one dared to offend his woman. Aidan had a deep understanding of

Triston a lesson, Aidan counted the number of chips he had lost and respectfully handed

Swann, your intelligence is beyond comparison. You’re already so skilled after just a few rounds. From now on, besides Mr. Duncan, it seems we’ll have another person to add to our poker

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

head towards Branden, who was tidying the table beside her. She

and gestured a number to her. “Ten

faced with a stack of chips. It seemed that she had already won over a million. The value of the chips

had

could catch Branden’s attention was not simple. Triston glanced at the chips piled on Catherine’s table and approached her with a sly smile. “Catherine, you’ve won so

him with confusion, showing no politeness.” Why should I treat you just because

the amount of money he spent on this outing was much more than this. He asked just to tease Catherine. Unexpectedly, she was

treated them, it

again. clapped his hands

While she shone brightly like a

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

treat you to this meal, but can I treat you to something else.” Hearing that Catherine was