Chapter 77 Secretary Of Matthew

Matthew was no stranger to such scrutinizing gazes.

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However, the idea of the women there hanging onto another man and sizing him up filled him with a certain distaste.

“Didn’t you only have Gordon as your assistant? When did you get a beautiful secretary?” Timothy felt that Matthew was lying and that something fishy was going on.

He believed Aurelia was a mistress that Matthew kept close at hand.

Among the four individuals, only Timothy and Matthew could truly be considered friends who could converse freely.

The other three people didn’t dare to speak as freely as Timothy did.

“Mr. Quigley, would you like to join us for a few rounds?” Henry had already stood up, pulling the female star with him, making Toom for Matthew.

Levi and Rainier were both a step too late, secretly cursing that Henry’s reaction was too quick.

Knowing that Matthew was not interested in poker, Timothy spoke up. “I know you don’t like to play, so you can sit aside and let your little secretary play.”

Matthew asked Aurelia, “Do you know how to play? If you win, it’s yours. If you lose, it’s on me.”

A glint appeared in Aurelia’s eyes when she heard that and humbly stated, “I can play, but I’m not very good at it.”

“It’s all right.” Matthew’s tone was unexpectedly gentle, a softness he himself hadn’t noticed.

Rainier raised an eyebrow, giving Aurelia an extra couple of glances.

This woman was quite capable, managing not only to get Matthew to introduce her to his friends but also to receive his gentle treatment. It wasn’t just her exceptional skills but also her way of living that was impressive. With those thoughts, a curious itch grew within his heart. I wonder what it would feel like to be the woman who could conquer Matthew.

The tip of his tongue lightly touched the upper gum.

“All that matters is that you can play. It doesn’t matter whether you’re good or not. Your boss is loaded. He won’t mind if you lose! It’s not often that I get a chance to win his money. I can’t let it slip away,” Timothy said with a chuckle.

Their eyes sparkled with anticipation. The thought of winning Matthew’s money was exhilarating.

After Aurelia sat down, her heart quickly calmed down.

It’s been a long time since she last played.

She often spent time with Hannah in her leisure.

When Matthew saw the sérious look on Aurelia’s face, it felt as if a feather had been added to his heart,

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it really be considered mine?

they even started playing, Aurelia was already filled with various worries. Matthew, in a rare good mood, softened his tone.

to enjoy oneself freely, devoid of the cunning

lips curled into a smile, and because of that, the glimmers

was slightly lost in thought

and close interaction between the two caught everyone else off

to suspect Aurelia wasn’t

children in the kindergarten

never seen Matthew being so intimate

understood what was going on without a word

certain Aurelia wasn’t a secretary but

full swing, the

a birthday cake was all about the atmosphere. Hardly anyone paid

at the thick stack of cash placed before him, he suddenly realized. something. Was Aurelia afraid that I wouldn’t keep my word?

Timothy, who couldn’t resist playing poker every few days, was losing

girl,

an hour, each of them had lost hundreds

but the

win our money, did you?” Timothy first scoffed, then

in her early twenties and seemingly inexperienced in the ways of the world. Yet, it felt like she had been

move.

of hearts.” After Aurelia laid down a

watched as Aurelia played dumb to take advantage, a hint of warmth and amusement in his eyes. He said nonchalantly, “If

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are you looking down on?” Timothy was

among them couldn’t afford to

losing a few hundred million

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was a beauty, she

Matthew and said, “That’s enough,

a rough calculation. The total was around four to five million. Each of them had lost somewhere between eight hundred thousand to over a

should not be obsessed with gambling, as it

fun? If not, you can continue playing. What you’ve won so far is nothing”

“I’ll treat you to a

what you make.” Matthew’s throat

atmosphere in the club that caused a certain restlessness in

according to the standards of

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