At that moment, Ivana Bennett's heart had already lurched into her throat.
As soon as Lucas Walker spoke to her, she thought he had recognized her.
Expecting otherwise, he sat up straight and didn't bother with her anymore.
Could it be?
He hadn't recognized her?!
Given his character, if he had recognized her, he would immediately snatch her chips, or grab her hand, and smirk.
"Ivana Bennett, I've caught you again!"
"Please place your bets!"
Night Wind Yang once again reminded them.
Quietly, Ivana Bennett shifted away from Lucas Walker, grabbed a handful of chips, and threw them in.
Now she was in a tight spot, at the very least, she needed to finish this round of gambling and then figure out how to escape.
Lucas Walker sat in his chair, not paying attention to the game. His gaze ran up and down her body.
This girl, why was she here on this ship, and why was she dressed like that?
Noticing her wearing sneakers on her injured left foot, he frowned displeasingly.
