Now His Rival 98

Chapter 98 Impossible

Harlan was confident that no one could shuffle cards better than he could.

In his hand were three solid cards-a King of Hearts, a Queen of Hearts, and a Jack of Hearts.

He believed Brenna might have known her way around a deck, but she was no match for him.

He laid down the smallest one first-the Jack. Then, he gave Brenna a gentlemanly smile. He didn't care that

his face was marred with scars. As long as his cards held, he could always get his way back to the top.

"Brenna, it's your turn," he said. He glanced at the staff member beside him. The man held a sharp knife for the punishment after the game. Harlan imagined Ethan sitting helpless, watching the woman he loved lose a

finger.

Brenna didn't seem pleased with what she held. She let out a soft sigh, a touch of gloom in her eyes, and

tossed one card onto the table without much thought.

Harlan figured it was just some ordinary card. From the way Brenna looked, downcast and disappointed, he was sure her hand didn't stand a chance against his.

With a smug smile creeping across his face, he glanced at the card she had

thrown. But it turned out to be an Ace of Spades.

"Impossible! I shuffled the cards myself. You were supposed to get low ones. How could it be an Ace?" he

exclaimed in shock.

His palms turned clammy. The two cards he had left were both weaker.

What should he do now?

had gotten lucky with one card. That was all. The other

he said,

sweet smile and tossed out

did you help your woman cheat? I know the cards I shuffled. There's no way she

table hard as he

shoved Harlan's head down onto the table. "You dare disrespect Mr. Mitchell? Who do you think you are? You're not even worth his

you start accusing me of cheating? Harlan, weren't you the one >ragging about your skills? Looks

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Brenna quietly. She was calm and sure of herself. Almost too sure. Now, he was curious. How did she get this good at gambling? What kind of things had she faced to

chest tighten. What kind of life h she lived to get this sharp with cards? He believed Brenna must have been through some rough

side, no one would lay a hand on her

gentle pat and said, "Should we

need. Let him choose how he wants to

carried a sharp edge. "Let him go. We'll let him choose whatever

a young woman who looked so gentle know

like that?

they play dice

couldn't be good at that, too, could

thinking it through, Harlan said, "Dice! One

glare. No way a

the table, and then stepped away. A male staff member

set the

to repeat his earlier mistake. This time, he picked

dice and checked

care. Nothing

wins!" he

But the loser needs to have three fingers chopped off.

Brenna said, her voice was as

had already formed around

drawn in by

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