As he approached, Jasmine Yale caught a whiff of the familiar Agarwood Fragrance. Even amidst heavy cigarette smoke, she could instantly identify it.
She felt uncomfortable.
"Bro, you play with them!" Joe Heath came over, "Come on, old Cheng, move over, you come to the kitchen with me!"
"I'm fine sitting here."
Sylvan Cheney chose a seat opposite Jasmine Yale.
"Sure, sure, have fun." Joe Heath chuckled.
"Mr. Cheney is here, we all dare not play anymore. Who doesn't know how skillful Mr. Cheney is at cards?" People around began to holler.
"Yeah, Mr. Cheney, you have to go easy on us. We just started playing."
"Who won?" asked Sylvan Cheney.
He didn't look at Jasmine, but his powerful aura invisibly laid immense pressure on her.
Jasmine felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, so she picked up her cup in front and took a sip of tea.
"Mr. Cheney, this is Mr. Heath's girlfriend!" Mr. Janus spoke up, "We've just played a few rounds, and she won all of them!"
