Anna Jadwin looked at his crazed face, not understanding where his anger came from.
As Felicia Sullivan, she had no connection with him, but every time he acted as if she belonged to him, and she should die for looking at another man...
"Mr. Bailey, go back!" She didn't want to see him lose.
Wayne Bailey's breath furiously sprayed on her earlobe: "No way!"
Her heart was grabbed tightly.
"You want to be with him? Only if I die!"
Wayne Bailey clenched his fist and pressed against her. His solid chest, filled with anger, made the muscles one by one bulge and tightly coil.
Maxwell Cameron looked at the cards and smiled: "You still have a chance to reconsider."
Wayne Bailey lifted his cards and coldly threw them on the table.
Those tiny cards, he just threw them like this?
The crowd jeered.
"I'm bigger than you." Maxwell Cameron lifted his cards, and it was a straight flush indeed.
Anna Jadwin's mind suddenly went blank—
