Summer quickly waved her hand. "Why don't you guys just play with me."
Grace tugged at her best friend’s sleeve. "What are you afraid of? Isn’t your husband sitting behind you? He has the money. Am I right, Mark?"
Mark put his hands on Summer’s shoulders to sit her back down. "Of course."
"Look, your husband throws his support behind you. What more are you worried about?"
Summer's face was smitten upon hearing what Grace said. She had never called Mark as her husband.
Her heart pounded uncontrollably when she heard that intimate address, even if it was someone else who said it.
On the contrary, Raine’s hands on her sides pinched her thighs as she reflexively looked at Mark.
There was a gentle smile on Mark's good-looking face. But he was looking at Summer and teaching her how t o play poker. 1
Yvette was sitting on the settee, throwing glances at the poker table occasionally.
Charlie bragged and blustered to demolish the other
three right from the beginning.
Mark shot a cold glance at him. "Don’t worry, mate. I will leave you a pair of underwear."
It turned out later that Charlie had a streak of bad luck; he lost in every game and did not get his money back.
Grace glanced at him. “You deserve it."
Raine let out a faint smile, her book more or less balanced. Charlie lost the most, while Summer was the ultimate winner.
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