Chapter 231 The Bet 

In a few seconds, Joshua showed up. 

The moment he appeared, the expressions of the people present changed a little. Obviously, they did not welcome Joshua, this uninvited guest. 

Martin looked at the receptionist beside him and asked, “Why is Joshua here?” 

The receptionist realized that something was wrong and said carefully, “Mr. Maltz has the club’s top access. He even said that you invited him over…” 

“Send him out.” Martin frowned. 

The receptionist complied and turned to Joshua. “Mr. Maltz, please follow me out.” 

From the moment Joshua appeared, he had been staring at Anaya’s back without speaking. Only now did he begin to speak. 

“I got the club’s access, but Mr. Seabright wants to drive me away. Aren’t you afraid of ruining the club’s reputation?” 

Martin’s frown deepened. Anaya saw that he was in a difficult position and said, “Mr. Seabright doesn’t have to worry about me. Whether Mr. Maltz is here or not is no different to me.” 

Hearing this, Joshua pursed his lips into a line and did not say a word. 

Hearing what Anaya said, Martin did not immediately let Joshua in. Instead, he looked at Hearst 

inquiringly. 

When Hearst nodded, Martin turned his gaze back to Joshua. 

“Alright, since Mr. Maltz is so stubborn and wants to stay, I’ll leave you be.” 

His words were a little unpleasant to hear, but Joshua’s eyebrows were covered with gloom, and he did not argue with Martin. 

This was Martin’s territory. If Joshua made a fuss, he would probably be thrown out tonight. 

Joshua repeated the words he had just said when he came in. “I want to participate in the bet you just mentioned.” 

Martin asked lazily, “What does Mr. Maltz plan to bet with us?” 

“What are the others betting?” 

“They don’t have any bets. They just bet on the right to use the top floor suite.” 

Joshua could tell that Martin was intentionally targeting him, so he was a little annoyed. “The others don’t need any bets. Why should I?” 

The smile on Martin’s face grew even wider. “It’s my zone. I set the rules.” 

“What bet do you want?” Joshua tried to suppress his temper. 

Martin thought about it seriously, but there was no clue. He looked at Anaya and asked, “Do you have any ideas?” 

Without waiting for Anaya to speak, Aracely raised her hand. “Hey! Let me answer it! How about. letting Mr. Maltz do a striptease? Mr. Maltz looks like he has a good figure. He should look better. than those dancers when he is twisting!” 

Anaya could not help but laugh out loud. 

Aracely was so bold. 

 

turned glum. “Aracely, are you humiliating me?”

“You’re nothing but a man with

you show your only advantage. How can it be said to be a

of being a

Joshua glared

“Just say it, do you agree or not? If you don’t agree, please stay out of this. Don’t

“Alright, let’s make a bet.”

was confident he would not

often went to various entertainment venues. He was considered half a professional and had

than him. 

was just about to agree when Joshua added, “But I want

reward.” 

about

 

I win, they will have to stay

say that he wanted to arrange for

Joshua was here, how could he give them

to this

Joshua was so stupid.

Hearst and Anaya all night, so this

a show, so he excluded the others and let Joshua

 

one–on–one. 

watching. Don’t let her down.”

called Anaya his girl, which made Joshua

and did not refute it. Joshua became even angrier.

none of the people present cared whether Joshua was angry

stick, turned his face sideways, and glanced at Anaya.

me to win

say I want you to win,

said,

want to see

burst into

listened to the conversation between

don’t be too full of yourself.

not answer him, but said lightly,

round was started by Joshua.

the table, bent down, held up the stick with his left hand, and placed his right hand on his side.

balls instantly

ball

the first ball entered the hole, Joshua

Anaya didn’t even look at him and whispered something to Hearst.

close to Hearst, Joshua was a

focused, Joshua didn’t hit the second ball.

said, “Mr. Maltz is so awesome. He actually

her with a hostile expression and kept his cool,

stick and walked to the table, his

over to test

had just taken off his coat and only had a

loose clothes drew smooth lines with his movements. His posture

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