"Oh, Young Master Richards, this is Mr. Garver's son, Honold Garver. He is a loyal friend and we have invited him to join us. I forgot to introduce him to you." David's father was currently in partnership with Honold's father, Sadiva. Obviously, he was trying to befriend Honold. After all, his father was about to retire. However, Sadiva was different. Sadiva was younger and had a great future in politics.
"Mr. Richards, pleased to meet you." Honold greeted Hansen in an indifferent manner as if he was only doing it out of respect.
Hansen's eyebrows furrowed for a second. He was no longer the reckless man he used to be. He would exercise self- restraint and keep his thoughts to himself. After all, he was married now, many things had to be taken into consideration for Jenna's sake. He didn't want her to worry.
"Hello, Mr. Garver." He politely replied and reached out his hand.
Honold slowly extended his hand and shook hands with him. Then, he withdrew his hand immediately.
Hansen sneered discreetly.
If he hadn't helped Sadiva get rid of Earl, would Sadiva have had the chance to become the mayor? However, this guy obviously didn't know the subtle relationship between them.
Nevertheless, thinking of Camphor Tree Villa, Sadiva had contributed a lot. Hansen was nonchalant about it.
"Come on. Greet all the young masters." The red door opened. The manager came in with several pure and beautiful women. These women were all wearing flesh-colored tops, revealing their backs and chests, with mini skirts showing their plump hips, and slender waists, which were very alluring.
"Hello, young masters." The ladies greeted politely with their faces full of lust.
"Hey, beauties." Frederic whistled. He ogled at one of the women, curled his finger at her and she immediately sat on his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she said in a coquettish voice, "Please be good to me, Mr. Newton."
"Alright." Frederic's eyes fell on her half-exposed chest, and he gulped.
Next, each of them picked a woman. Finally, only Hansen remained.
"Mr. Richards, you just got back from a business trip. Hurry up and pick one." Frederic saw that Hansen hadn't made a move. The only remaining woman, named Finny, stood there looking aggrieved. He urged him. "They're all virgins, and are safe and clean."
Hansen looked at her indifferently. The woman's eyes were seductive as she kept batting her eyelashes at him. He couldn't help but to smile and wave his hand at her. "Alright, it's you then."
The woman was elated when she heard that. Not only was he the richest and most powerful man in the city, but he was also handsome. Every woman admired him. She did not expect to be his pick.
With a face full of joy, she walked over seductively. However, before she could even get close, she had already faltered and was about to fall into his arms.
A gleam of light flashed in Hansen's eyes. He reached out to grab her and sat her down on the sofa next to him.
"Hey, what in the world are you guys playing today? Didn't you say it's just a few rounds of poker?" He turned his eyes to David, who was flirting with a beauty.
"Yes, we can have some fun too," Chester said with a lecherous smile on his face.
"Then, you can pay the bill today." He said calmly, "I'm not into this anyway." "No, let's get started, Mr. Richards!" Frederic flustered as soon as Hansen spoke. They had already spent two days and one night there. The bill was at least a million dollars. His wife had taken all his money. If he had to foot the bill, he would get in trouble when he returned home. If his wife were to inform his father, then it would be difficult for him to come out and fool around in the future.
On occasions like this, it was always Hansen who paid the bill. If Hansen left, they would have to pay.
Immediately, all of them stood up and gathered around the table.
The guys sat Hansen down at a strategic angle. He smirked as he already knew what they were planning, but decided to go with the flow anyway.
Their intention was clear. It was to let him lose money. Even if he could win, they wouldn't pay up willingly. Richards Group was thriving and they own the most lucrative businesses in the city. The only reason his friends were still by his side was so that they could spend all his money away!
Therefore, for Hansen, playing poker was just entertainment. So, he never played seriously.
However, lady luck was on his side that day. He couldn't lose on purpose even if he wanted to. Hansen found this situation amusing and wanted to tease them when he looked up and saw them looking downcast.
"You're so lucky, Mr. Richards." Finny, praised with a sweet voice. It was said that Mr. Richards was afraid of his wife. Even if she couldn't sleep with him, it was good to at least get some money from him. She didn't want to pass up on such a good opportunity. Thinking of this, she slowly leaned her chest on Hansen's arm, showing her cleavage.
Hansen naturally felt it. He knitted his brows slightly and looked at the woman with a cold glint in his eyes.
Finny was startled by his stare and felt a chill down her spine. She let go of Hansen's arm and sat upright.
Honold's luck was not bad. He could win a little. It seemed that David deliberately lost to him.
There were many undercurrents at the poker table. How could Hansen not understand?
He didn't mean to win, but he was so lucky that he couldn't lose even if he wanted to.
Initially, he had planned to leave after two rounds of games. Due to his good luck, they stopped him and would not let him go. He had to continue playing.
It was late at night.
Jenna knew something was not right when
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