Semua Bab Substitute Wife for the Mafia King: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Since he seemed to be so against the idea, I wondered if he was actually terrible at it. It would be quite uncool for the owner of the casino to suck at gambling. The thought brought a small smirk to my lips, and I found it hard to hold in my giggles.“Jake,” Bradon suddenly called a man’s name.“Yes, Boss...” the dealer at the table responded immediately.“Entertain the lady,” he instructed casually.Entertain me? How?“We’re taking a break right now, gentlemen. Thank you very much. We will resume in 15 minutes. In the meantime, please enjoy some refreshments over there,” Jake said as he began shuffling a deck of cards in his hands.“Watch. He’s not half bad,” Bradon said to me.“What is he going to show me?” I asked as my eyes focused on the smooth movements of Jake’s hands as he continued shuffling a deck of cards.“Some adorable card tricks,” Bradon replied.As if to signal that the show had started, Jake began shuffling the cards faster and faster. I watched as if captivated by t

Does he mean that I need to settle this amount before I can leave?Is he crazy?!“Wait…are you telling me that I lost 28 million dollars today?” I asked without bothering to conceal my utter shock.“Yes, My Lady. I have the breakdown here if you would like to check,” Sean said with confidence before smiling at me again.“What is going on?” I turned to demand for an answer from Bradon.Bradon had a very passive look on his face as if this was supposed to be expected and normal. I glared at him so hard that I thought that my eyes would pop out of their sockets.“What did you expect? How are you supposed to gamble if you don’t have any money?” Bradon asked as if it was supposed to be obvious.“Even so! Where does this ridiculous amount of 28 million dollars even come from?” I demanded to know.“What color chips did you use to bet with, My Lady, if I may ask?” the manager asked with a gentle smile.“Chip? Hmm…a rectangular bronze one…about the side of a playing card…” I replied as I recal

I felt my heart thumping faster and harder in my chest as my eyes were glued to the card that he had just slid out. For a moment, it truly felt like time had slowed and I used that moment to wish hard that whatever the card that Bradon had pulled out would be a lower ranking card than my queen of hearts. The odds were on my side but a nagging feeling at the back of my mind told me that I might have been playing a game where I was destined to lose.“Ready?” Bradon turned and asked me.“Just flip it over,” I replied coldly as I tried to hide my nervousness.The identity of the card would determine whether or not I would be free of my sudden 28 million dollar debt. I felt a stinging pain shoot through my lower lip and realized that I had started chewing on it in my nervousness. I wished that Bradon would just turn the card over right away but at the same time I found myself feeling scared of finding out the result of our game. Bradon’s hand and beautiful fingers moved almost too slowly a

She was unskilled at all the games that she played but she would either pout playfully or laugh louder every time that she finished a game even though it was her loss.After practically stomping out of the casino after losing her bet against me, I thought that she might have changed her mind after all. In the end, I ended up paying for her debt at the casino as per the rules while thinking that that would be her first and last time there. I was honestly convinced that it was better for her that things turned out the way that they did.Once again, I soon found out that I was wrong.“Bradon, are you going to work now?” Dahlia asked as she stepped out from behind a pillar where she had been unsuccessfully hiding.It was early the morning after our trip to the casino. Usually, Dahlia wouldn’t wake up this early and that made me realize that she must have gotten up extra early to catch me before I headed out for work. Just thinking about all the work that I had to sort out in Anthony’s pla

**Dahlia’s point of view**Updating Diana’s social media accounts turned out to be more challenging than I initially thought. The pressure from my father was still on and now on top of that, there was pressure from all of her fans as well. Since posting content related to my days gambling at the casino wasn’t really a great option, I was limited to posting selfies of myself from the mansion, the gardens, or during our car rides instead. I worked hard to hold off on posting a couple photo of Bradon and myself while hoping that the eager audiences would be satisfied with seeing me looking happy and well.It turned out that I couldn’t keep Diana’s fans waiting for much longer. Each day comments demanding to see photos of Diana and Anthony together piled up and whenever my phone vibrated, I dreaded that it might be a call of complaint from my father. Although I knew that this was going to happen, I still found myself hesitating to post a couple photo. I gave myself the excuse that getting