Since that was the case, she wouldn't mind witnessing his downfall. She knew that Herman was about to fall into a deep abyss and never find a way out.
Half an hour later, after observing the situation at multiple gambling tables, Herman seemed to have decided on his next game.
This time around, Megan did not bother to squeeze through the crowd to look at Herman's cards. She merely stood at one side and waited patiently.
“That's impossible!”
After some time, an agonizing bellow was heard from the gambling table.
Megan was not surprised at all to hear that painful yell. She let out a slight smile with a hint of malice, basking in the satisfaction it gave her.
“Excuse me, please let me through. My friend is there!” Megan pushed through the crowd who was enjoying the show and forced her way towards the gambling table.
At the table, Herman had lost all his chips and was hugging his head helplessly with a deep crease between his brows.
Megan, who was standing behind him, could not help but feel slightly emotional as she witnessed that scene.
She had seen that powerless figure countless times. Herman shirked all responsibilities and was unable to handle even a slight amount of stress. All he knew was to leave the mess for her to clean up.
Well, Megan had regained control over herself and was no longer emotionally affected by that familiar figure.
“Winning and losing are all part of life. You should know better as you are more educated than me.” Megan stood next to Herman and comforted him with a warm smile on her face, just like a gentle and affectionate elder sister.
However, Herman, who did not have any chips left, was unable to let go of his loss. He gambled because he wanted to win, and also because he cared about his ego.
At the present moment, he was almost losing his rationality. All he needed was just another trigger.
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