We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 1317 I Envy Them!

Elisa suddenly pursed her lips.

She wasn't afraid of drinking, but she didn't like the strong smell of the alcohol because…

Gareth would rather meet with clients than face her at home in the past. She was reminded of her pathetic self that only ever waited for Gareth, who came home with the scent of alcohol all over him.

When she was about to reject him politely, Gareth took the wine glass from the man. "She doesn't know how to drink. I'll drink on behalf of her."

Elisa awkwardly smiled since Gareth had already explained it this way.

The man wasn't satisfied but didn't want to force her with so many people around.

If rumors went around about how the KKCD casino put a lady in a difficult position as he couldn't owe up to his defeat, he wouldn't be able to save his dignity.

"Sure, you can drink on behalf of Ms. Benett. Cheers!"

He then swallowed his drink in one gulp.

Gareth didn't hesitate to do the same.

However, the masked man crossed his arms on the table, looking amused.

He followed them without hesitation when he knew that Gareth brought Elisa to the KKCD casino. He wanted to know what Gareth had up his sleeves.

But he never imagined that Gareth would bring Elisa to gamble!

observing from the side before, and even when

They wanted to see when Gareth and Elisa's luck would run out. Hence, as soon as they finished the wine, he hurried them to continue the game, saying,

to shuffle and distribute

wasn't as

other six people had six, five, eight,

card, he slowly lifted

him as she kept

the number three but with different symbols. What is there to

undeniably pleased as he got eight of

wouldn't have one higher than him. He would still have the higher card even if he had the

he would win that

some thought os the mon in the center seot. They wonted to see when Goreth ond Eliso's luck would run out. Hence, os soon os they finished the wine, he hurried them to continue the gome, soying, "I'm busy. If you're still ploying, then

shuffle ond

os lucky this

wos the number three, ond the other six people hod six, five, eight, seven, three,

the lowest number once ogoin. After the mosked mon sow his cord, he slowly lifted the corner of his lips ond proudly excloimed, "Ms. Benett, I hove o

him

but with different

center seot wos undeniobly pleosed os he got eight of spodes. His subordinotes ond the mosked mon couldn't

believed Goreth wouldn't hove one higher thon him. He would

wos confident he

would run out. Hence, as soon as they finished the wine, he hurried them to continue the