Amidst the crowd's roar, Shirley turned around with the teapot and walked to Garrick's side, replying, "I… know a thing or two."
"I'm not feeling lucky today. Play two rounds for me."
When Garrick stood up, the blond beauty beside him glared at Shirley before obediently getting up to give up her seat to him. Shirley placed the teapot down and sat cautiously in his position while he sat beside her.
"What are you guys playing?" she inquired.
"Poker."
Garrick sat beside her, took out a cigarette, and put it in his mouth. Seeing that, Shirley quickly took a lighter to light the cigarette for him. However, when the lighter was shoved at him, he shot a cold glare at her. Even though he didn't speak and merely looked at her, she was so frightened that she immediately put down the lighter and got ready for the game.
"I raise. Go on. It's your turn," the dealer with chestnut-brown hair reminded her.
Looking at the cards in front of her, she said, "Call."
"Royal Flush. Hahaha." The man opposite her threw his cards and burst into laughter.
Shirley's lips twitched wildly, and she subconsciously looked back at Garrick.
"Are you doing this on purpose? You shouldn't have played a call!" The blond beauty standing beside Garrick pointed to the card in front of her and snorted, "Do you know how much money you're losing for this round? If you play the cards without tactics and lose this round, I suppose you don't even have enough money to pay for it."
Shirley was even more nervous upon hearing the blonde beauty's remark. When she turned around and looked at her cards, she couldn't help but regret her decision. She shouldn't have played a call! Feeling helpless, she grinned foolishly and gasped secretly.
A few of them poked their heads in and started getting into a heated discussion.
"Hahaha. It's true."
"Is she actually a spy, Garrick?"
"What is she doing? I could've won this round if it wasn't for her!"
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