Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 235 On The Top Floor Of The Grand Night Casino (Part Three)

He turned her body so she could look at the screen on the wall easily. Molly was confused about what he had said and her eyebrows furrowed.

She still sat on Brian's lap. Her body grew stiff as she stared at the video screen, tensed. Molly got even more rigid when she saw the people inside the VIP room.

On the screen, there was a long table covered with a bright red flannelette cloth. On one side of the table sat Shane, and on the other side… was Rory. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Molly's face turned pale as soon as she saw Rory. She held her breath, her eyes fixed upon him.

"What's for today?" Shane asked, his voice calm and impassive. As the fastest croupier around the world, he also played at the table sometimes.

Rory looked around and took a sip of the wine that a waiter had just put on the table. "A Royal Flush, then," he announced.

Shane shrugged, indicating the croupier to shuffle. The croupier nodded and put on his white gloves. He finished shuffling in a second. "Do you want to cut the cards?" he asked.

Rory took a quick look at the cards in his hands and gestured that he didn't need to. Shane took a chip between his index and middle fingers and threw it onto the cards. After the chip knocked some cards out of the croupier's hands, he signalled for the game to begin. The croupier put the cards into the poker dealer.

The excellent croupier instantly dealt the cards to the players with nimble and elegant moves. A card was put face-down while the other was face-up for each player. "A Spade K. Big. Please place your bets!" the croupier said.

Rory took a look at his hidden card, which was also a K. "A million, just for fun!" he said loudly.

"I follow," Shane said, without looking at his own card. The card put face-up in front of him was a Seven of Hearts.

The croupier continued to deal the cards. This time Rory got a Q while Shane got a Four. Rory raised the bets, placing two million. Shane followed again.

They got their fifth cards. Rory's face up cards were a K, two Qs and an A. Shane's were a pair of Sevens, a Four and a pair of Twos. With one hidden card, Rory had a pair of Ks and a pair of Qs. Looking at Shane's cards, he smiled smugly and raised his bets again. "Three million!" Rory roared.

Shane glanced at his cards and found that he was at a disadvantage, but still raised his bets. He sneered. "I follow and add two million," he said, sliding out five million chips.

"Are you sure you don't need to check your cards before you follow, young man?" Rory taunted, laughing.

Shane shrugged and said,"My boss said it is okay to lose when he asked me to play. So, yes, I'm sure. I don't need to check."

"Ah!" Rory guffawed, seeming distressed. He knew who the boss of the Grand Night Casino was. He had chased Rory's daughter for decades. "Such reckless spendthrifts like you as his subordinates. I ought to be worried for my daughter's future once she marries Mr. Brian Long."

Shane only smiled without contradicting Rory's comments.

Rory lowered his head and threw out a two million chip. "I add two more million as well. If you have a full house, then only will I concede my defeat," Rory said.

Shane beamed, turning over his cards that were face down. "As you say, Mr. Yan... it's a full house!"

Upon seeing his cards, Rory's face went pale and long, but he instantly relaxed. "You are in good luck!" he joked.

"Mr. Yan, shall we continue?" Shane asked, throwing his cards at the table leisurely. He signalled the waiters to clean it up.

Rory nodded a yes and the game started again. He sometimes cut the cards and sometimes did not. However, Shane cut every round, and sometimes he did it even without looking at the cards. After four or five rounds, Rory had lost fifty million.

"Mr. Yan, I didn't mean to win. I just wanted to have fun with you. Who knew today was my lucky day! It is a pity that you can't see Mr. Brian Long today. He isn't in A City," Shane said, feigning innocence.

Rory's face twitched in anger. He had come here to seek some news, but in the end, he lost fifty million for nothing.

Molly, who sat still for the entire time she watched the video, wasn't surprised to see Rory lose. A qualified croupier not only shuffled his cards with accuracy but also saw clearly what the others shuffled. And Shane was a world-class croupier.

Brian abruptly pressed a button.

The picture on the screen split into recordings of the different areas of the casino. Molly bowed her head, grinding her teeth. The horrible memories poured into her mind.

"This wretched girl is not my daughter!"

"You stupid bitch who gave birth to this little bitch! How dare you still want to cling to our family?"

"Get the fuck out of my life with your nasty daughter!"

"You are not my sister! Your mother is a bad woman…"

"Get away, you filth! Don't poison my eyes!"

"Fuck off!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"Cheap bitch!"

…

The voices in her head grew louder. Molly felt like she was in hell. She gnashed her teeth harder and gripped Brian's arm, sinking her nails into his skin. Her blood boiled.

Brian could feel her rage and pitied her. "Mol, do you want to know who your father is?" he asked.

Molly turned to look at him in query.