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?

himself to breathe. Brenna had gotten lucky with one card. That was

move," he said,

gave a sweet smile and

eyes widened in shock. "No way! Mr. Mitchell, did you help your woman cheat? I know

the table hard

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

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

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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

h she lived to get this sharp with cards? He

with him by her side, no one

and said, "Should we just take three

how he

"Let him go. We'll let

understand. How could a young woman who looked so gentle know her

like that?

play

good at that, too,

through, Harlan said, "Dice! One round to

a glare. No way a woman like her could

and then stepped away. A male staff member in

approached and set the dice between

wasn't about to repeat his earlier mistake. This time, he picked up

of dice

care. Nothing seemed

score wins!" he

play. But the loser needs to have three fingers chopped off.

backing out," Brenna said,

crowd had already formed around the table. Most

by

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