Chapter 307 We Won

This posture...

They had always been like this at home, but in this occasion, Arya was a little unnatural.

Allen reached out and wrapped his arm around her, "It's about to start."

"Heh, hug her for a while longer. When I win, you won't have this kind of opportunity. I'll decide the winner and loser in one go." Michel winked at the dealer and asked her to distribute the cards.

The strategy was to play poker in Texas. It was the almost smooth, followed by four plays, and so on and so forth.

It was not that Michel had never gambled with a woman, but he had never lost to a woman. He did not care about a little actress who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

After the dealer distributed the cards, both of them obtained their two trump cards.

Arya got the A and the Q of spades. Michel got a pair of 10.

Each of his trump cards had their own advantages.

Michel asked the dealer to continue distributing the cards because the bet was already agreed upon.

Next was the public card. Red Peach K, Square 5, and a Plum Blossom 10.

Could Arya get a knight? Or was it that Michel had chances of getting 10? In the bet, luck was very important, but psychological tactics were equally important.

Allen only held Arya in his arms. After looking at the cards, he did not have any expression. He looked at her from the side. She was indeed very familiar with this kind of cards. Then she might have played with Daniel before?

Thinking of this, he was a little jealous.

However, Arya also said that she was fighting for him tonight, so he let go of his jealousy.

Then, the fourth public card, A of spades.

Michel still had the advantage. Arya already had a pair of aces in her hands, but if the last card was not the J, she would lose.

Michel smiled and said proudly, "I'll give you a chance to admit defeat. There's still one more card."

placed his hand on the table. "The

win, will she be yours or

"Yours."

nodded and ignored Michel's words. She let the dealer

card was a square three. It did

were slightly sweating. She was nervous and had not revealed

smile. Without any



to turn back to look at Allen,

A's in her hands, and she had lost, but she didn't

Jones, it can't be that you can't afford to play, right?" Michel guessed from their expressions that he had won. He clapped his hands

"Stop dreaming!"

right hand flipped the cards and the original cards became

did her A card

would there

"Arya won."

extremely shocked and his expression was ugly. He pounded the gambling table in anger, not daring to believe what

promise and admit to the reporters that you hurt others because

away in anger and left

said at the gambling table, "Young Master

he's an experienced

turned to look

Jones just wants to teach him a lesson. If Director Jones wants to win, he can get any cards he wants." The

guys know each other?" Arya asked

"Sometimes you would experience this kind of social interaction in

things that Allen knew tonight. And he still had a lot

indeed

and suddenly felt that the Allen she saw was only the tip of the iceberg. He was much

outside. He yawned and said,

introduced Arya to him. "This is

not give Arya the chance to speak. Instead, he pulled Allen to the

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