Chapter 92 Easy To Impress
- Since he seemed to be so against the idea, I wondered if he was actually terrible at it. It would be quite uncool for the owner of the casino to suck at gambling. The thought brought a small smirk to my lips, and I found it hard to hold in my giggles.
- “Jake,” Bradon suddenly called a man’s name.
- “Yes, Boss...” the dealer at the table responded immediately.