The Billionaire’s Maid Bride (Flanagan and Allison)

Chapter 334

Allison watched his movements, a pause of two seconds, then it hit her. The man’s wristwatch was a

Rolex. Allison had been working here for half a year, she’d seen all sorts of men, but younger guys

wearing Rolex were a rare sight. Lucian sure had good taste.

Her icy fingertips brushed against the man’s hand. Despite being careful, some contact was inevitable

in the process of removing the watch. She unclasped the man’s watch and placed it on the table.

James took a look around, his gaze finally landing on Allison, “Betting on one outcome is too boring,

don’t you think? Allison, what’s your take, who’ll win this round among us?”

Suddenly, all eyes were on Allison, except for Lucian, who had his back to her.

Allison cleared her throat softly, pondered for a few seconds, I’ve only seen Mr. Lindberg’s cards. I

haven’t seen the rest of you guys’ hands. So, I’ll bet on Mr. Lindberg to win”

“You haven’t seen my cards, how can you bet on him to win? You think our cards are worse than his?”

Allison just smiled, not answering.

James said, “Why so serious with a waitress? Wait till the end of the round, then we’ll know who wins.”

Allison stepped back behind Lucian, watching the game.

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Lucians hand wasn’t great, but as long as the others were careless, he still had a chance to win. Pulling

off a win in a tight spot was commonplace for Lucian. Tonight, once he got serious, the others didn’t

stand a chance.

Kent furrowed his brows, finally opened his hand and tossed his cards onto the table, “I fold.”

He had two good cards in hand, but in the end, he was forced into a corner and couldn’t play

Lucian had played on this psychology. He quickly played a single low card from his hand, making Kent

feel it wasn’t worth using his good cards. And so, in his hesitation, he kept letting Lucian off the hook.

Luca, I gotta hand it to you.”

“Damn right. Who can beat Luca? if we’d played with Isaac just now, he’d probably have lost his pants

by now!

On the other side, the man named Isaac was singing with a socialite. Hearing this, he turned around,

“Who wins and who loses isn’t decided yet! Wait till 1 get over there, I’ll wipe the floor with all of your

“Yeah, keep dreaming!”

Lucian stood up, casually grabbed a set of car keys, tossed them to Allison, then strode over and sat

down on the couch.

Allison caught the keys, “What?”

She looked around, saw Lucian sitting on the couch rubbing his temples.

“Just accept it if Luca wants to give it to you” James said, “It’s Kent’s new car. He’s only had it less than

a month. Allison, you have a driver’s license, right? From now on, you can drive this car to and from

work.”

Kent looked at Allison, then at James, “James, what’s this about? Why did Luca give her my car?”

“You don’t get it?” James laughed softly, “You’re always at the club, how can you not know what Luca

means?”

Kent nodded immediately, “Oh, I get it, Luca’s pursuing her! This waitress is indeed pretty, just Lucian’s

type.”