Mercer gripped the cards in his hands, his good-looking face displaying signs of concentration, and the sweat on his forehead trickled down his cheeks.
As he revealed his last card, his expression darkened and he flung the cards onto the table in frustration.
No, Im done with this game! Ive never managed to beat you. Lucks not on my side!
Across from Mercer, the man in the prime seat lounged back on the sofa, a lit cigarette casually held between his fingers, casting a flickering red glow.
He sported a white shirt and black trousers. His collar was unbuttoned, and his sleeves were rolled up, showing off his muscular arms.
Mercer, its not about luck. Its just that Domenic is in a league of his own. Ive never seen anyone beat him in all my years.
This was Arturo Yates, head of the Yates family from Blosa City.
Arturos gentle, handsome appearance was enhanced by a mole near his eye, adding to his allure.
He had grown up alongside Domenic and Mercer. Even after his family relocated to Blosa, they remained in touch.
The Yates family held significant influence, but they still couldnt match the might of the Walsh family. The Walsh family thrived in Morcastle City as its strategic location in the foreign trade hub made it easier to grow its international business.
Their business reach extended across the entire continent, a scope that surpassed the wildest dreams of the other three families in Morcastle.
In essence, the Walsh family was a true business magnate and prestigious family.
Arturo was in Morcastle on a business trip. Seizing the opportunity when Domenic was free, he invited Mercer and a few other close friends to reunite with Domenic.
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Domenic, cant you cut me a break and let me win for once? Playing cards with you is starting to lose its appeal. Mercer grabbed the red wine
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glass from the table and shot Domenic a playful, disgruntled glance.
Arturo laughed. Losing its appeal? How about we play something interesting?
The best escorts at this bar are said to rival the top female celebrities in beauty. How about we invite some of them here?
When Arturo finished speaking, he turned to Domenic and asked with caution, Domenic, whats your take on this?
Arturo wouldve summoned escorts ages ago if he werent with Domenic.
Everyone knew Domenic paid little attention to most ladies, especially those in this type of establishment.
Domenic placed the cigarette between his lips and exhaled a leisurely puff of smoke. His features remained shrouded in the swirling haze.
Sure, why not.
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room grew enthusiastic. Arturo hurriedly summoned the bar manager and requested that he bring in all the top escorts.
The manager left the room with respect. Meanwhile, Lindsey, holding a tray of wine glasses, turned the corner in the hallway, looking utterly out of place.
It was Nancys wild idea to dress up as a barmaid and check each private room for Mercer. If Mercer is not there, theyd claim a mistake. Whoever found Mercer was to let the other know immediately.