Raphael Bailey lost decisively.
With heavy breaths of success escaping from his nostrils, Bald Snake triumphantly said, "Mr. Bailey, he lost."
"If you're willing to gamble, you have to settle your debts. Search him."
"Should I do it?" Raphael Bailey came running back.
"Ugh!" Anna Jadwin, annoyed, aggressively threw her pearl purse–
Raphael Bailey dodged and the purse flew several meters towards Maxwell Cameron. The man caught the purse with a deft, handsome posture.
"You could have just had a woman search me." Anna Jadwin murmured, smiling and clutching Wayne Bailey's fist, playing along with his temperament to prevent any potential explosive reactions.
Her petite hand enveloped his large fist, and he paused, looking at her with deep concentration.
Just like a ruffled lion, Wayne Bailey seemed to calm down instantly after being patted on the head.
Maxwell Cameron's gaze fell on their intertwined hands, his eyes darkening.
