Chapter 547
Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David)
Chapter 547
When the people present heard her words, their gazes all landed on her.
When a man noticed Rachelâs pretty face, a disdainful and wretched sneer revealed in his eyes. âChick,
you shouldnât steal the limelight here.â
âWhy donât you come with me? Iâll take responsibility for your loss!â
âDale, how old are you? You still have the cheek to say that to her.â
Rachel acted as if she did not hear them.
Everyone felt bored and stopped teasing her.
After the two rounds of gambling, not only did Rachel not lose completely, she even made a huge profit
with the 2,000 dollars worth of chips.
This scene happened to be seen clearly by the people in the surveillance room. âSearch her body.â
Buzz-cut gave the man in black beside him a look.
Just as the man was about to leave, a man sitting on the sofa suddenly said, âWhatâs the hurry?â
Buzz-cut looked at Hell.
The man sat on the sofa with his straight and slender legs crossed on the corner of the table. He
played with his bone ring with his fingertips, and his amber eyes flickered with an intriguing dark light.
âSend someone to keep an eye on them in case anyone has any improper thoughts.â
In the casino, there was no lack of people who were anxious from losing or jealous and did something
overboard.
Buzz-cutâs eyes flashed with surprise.
Why did he feel that his boss seemed to have a trace of preference for this woman?
Could it be that his boss was interested in Davidâs woman?
He could not help but fantasize about the melodramatic love story between his boss and David for a
woman.
âDo
you think she will win or lose this round?â Hellâs voice sounded.
Buzz-cut suddenly came back to his senses and glanced at the cards in Rachelâs hand on the monitor.
She had two cards in her hand, a ten and a nine.
If she continued to draw cards, her points would exceed 21.
The man opposite her held two tens in his hand, which was one point more than Rachel.
Buzz-cut blurted out, âI guess⦠sheâll lose!â
Hell chuckled with a meaningful smile on his lips. âSheâs not just any woman.â
As soon as he finished speaking, the dealer on the monitor asked Rachel, âMiss Grey, do you want the
card or not?â
Rachelâs clean and slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically. She raised her eyelids slightly and
blurted out, âI want it!â
Hearing her words, Daleâs eyebrows twitched fiercely. An ominous feeling arose in his heart as he
stared fixedly at Rachel.
With Rachel getting the last card, it was time for a showdown.
A hush descended over the noisy gambling hall. Everyone held their breaths and waited for Rachel to
lay her cards on the table.
Dale was the first to flip over the two cards in his hand.
20 points. Although it was one point less, it was definitely the biggest number.
If Rachel wanted to beat him, she would have to have exactly 21 points.
The surrounding people were secretly worried for Rachel.
Under everyoneâs gaze, Rachel slowly opened her cards.
The first card was 10, the second card was 9, and the third card was 2!
No more, no less!
In an instant, the surroundings were in an uproar.
âI didnât expect her to be so lucky!â
âThatâs admirable.â
The previous two cards had a total of 19 points. Ordinary people would definitely not continue to ask for
cards. Any slight errors would cause one to lose the entire game.
However, Rachel was betting on the last card.
Dale realized that he had lost. He slammed the table angrily and stood up. âD*mn it, how dare you
cheat under my nose? Donât you know who I am!â
âSince you take the gamble, you should be ready to pay the loss. Donât you know this rule?â A voice
sounded slowly and leisurely.