Chapter 687

Chapter 687

Upon hearing Sylvia's voice, Harold and Chaz's faces both changed.

“It's just for entertainment, why bother..." Harold slowly spoke while his

gaze fell on Franklin who had a look of indifference.

"So... Mr. Gamble, are you saying that you can't afford to lose?" Sylvia

smirked with her luscious red lips that were captivating. Even if he

wanted to refuse her, she wouldn't allow it.

Her almond-shaped eyes scanned the group of officials who looked sly

and cunning before turning her gaze towards the always composed

Franklin.

He still had an arrogant expression. His strong presence was enough to

make one shudder in fear while his stern eyebrows hinted at a hint of

killing intent.

Only when he looked at Sylvia did a flash of indulgence flash through

his eyes as if she was a shining star among these dominant men;

radiant and impossible to ignore.

Harold's eyes flashed with anger as this woman had just slapped their

faces hard earlier by daringly using the small island as a bet now

forcing them into accepting it successfully!

If they didn't accept it, then it really meant that they couldn't afford to

lose.

Sylvia walked up to the conference table with her hands picking up the

deck of cards lazily while washing them,” What? Mr. Gamble hasn't

made up your mind yet? You guys brought out these cards yourselves

and suggested playing one game too! Now..."

Her pupils were icy cold but carried a hint of disdain within them.

Franklin's deep-set eyes flickered slightly before looking at her beautiful

face.

"It seems like you're very interested in playing, deputy chief.” Harold

politely said.

Just then, a man dressed in black hurriedly entered the conference

room, approaching Chaz, whispering something into his ear.

Then Chaz sent the man in black away before walking towards Harold

and saying something under his breath.

Harold raised an eyebrow, showing off a smile before turning back to

Sylvia, "Since you want to play so much, then I'll play one game with

you."

As he finished speaking those words, a tall figure stepped into the

conference room, making its presence known immediately.

Chaz felt a sense of satisfaction. When he saw Sylvia wanting to bet on

the small island, he immediately sent someone to find Hunter, the

famous gambling king in the Middle East.

Hunter was unbeatable when it came to gambling in the Middle East.

With this man around, how could this woman win? It was impossible!

Chaz felt confident that if he could pull this off, Harold would be pleased

with him. Harold had also met Hunter before and nodded towards him.

As long as Hunter was present, they were sure to win.

She was just a woman who knew how to play cards. What chance did

she have against the gambling king?

Thinking of this made Chaz laugh calmly and confidently. “Deputy

Chief, this is our gambling king Hunter."

Jasper and Franklin's faces changed slightly when they heard that this

tall man was a gambling king.

"Deputy Chief wants us to use the small island as the stake," said

Hunter without forgetting his mission at hand What is your stake? If you

lose..."

Sylvia looked at Hunter up and down before bursting into laughter. "I

never lose."

She sounded extremely arrogant!

Hunter had been highly respected here; he had never lost before! Now

a woman is so arrogant in front of him?

He suppressed his disdain and anger inside him but asked calmly,

"However, regardless of winning or losing, we need stakes for both

sides to play properly.”

"Alright then," said Sylvia confidently while her beautiful face exuded

powerful self-assurance after firing four shots earlier. "If I lose, you give

me back those four bullets I shot earlier.”

Everyone present froze upon hearing her word.

She just fired four shots! If all those bullets hit her...

Was she suicidal?

Franklin frowned deeply with an inexplicable panic creeping into his

low-pitched voice. "I forbid it!"

How could she do such things?

Sylvia raised an eyebrow as she glanced over at him, "It's only four

shots. What are you afraid of?"

"If she loses, MI6 will take over everything related to your new energy

projects for free," Franklin grabbed Sylvia's delicate hand tightly as he

spoke with suppressed emotions.

Sylvia paused for a moment. He just used their latest research

technology as the stake?

“I won't allow you any harm.” The man lowered his gaze onto her

exquisite face firmly while speaking these words out loud.

“I won't lose," Sylvia said, a little stunned.

"Even if there's only a one in a thousand or one in ten thousand

chance, I won't allow you to take the risk," Franklin tightened his grip on

her small hand. "It's just a bet after all. Nothing is more important than

you."

Sylvia felt warmth in her heart and looked at Hunter. "How do you want

to play?"