Catastrophe Card King
Chapter 303 - 127: President Jones is Calm and Unhurried
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Chapter 303: Chapter 127: President Jones is Calm and Unhurried
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A high-stakes gamble is currently taking place in the eighth-floor private room, a gamble that could determine the fate of the Flood Gang.
Meanwhile, among the high-spirited gamblers on the seventh floor, some special guests have infiltrated the crowd.
At the roulette table, a silver-haired youth is passionately placing his bets.
A seemingly servile old man stands behind him.
âYour Highness, there are many skilled players from the Flood Gang. If that young lady from the Lionheart Family were to go upstairs aloneâŚShould I go and check? If anything happened to her in Sinless City, it would be tricky to explain to the Lionheart Family.â
âNo need. The people of the Flood Gang wouldnât dare harm her. Besides, they want her to marry into the family to become the queen. Mere ambition isnât enough. I too, am curious about how much of these rumors about the âSilver Mist Roseâ are true. If she is merely beautiful, such a woman holds no value to me.â
âYes, Your Highness.â
âHmph⌠those people have completely bypassed us and come to Sinless City to initiate these petty actions. It seems those guys donât really take us âOld Era Remnantsâ seriously. The Anka Clan, who used to cower under my imperial throne, now dares to level itself with our royal family.â
âThey have to put in more effort. I would find it rather interesting if the Federation general âGolden Lionâ Carloâs most cherished daughter were to die in the Sinless City⌠Letâs see if she can get the âkeyâ from the Flood Gang.â âUnderstood, Your Highness.â
âBy the way, has Camilla been found yet?â
âNot yet, Your Highness. The âThirteen Masquerade Knightsâ assassinated Stan Miller last time but strangely let the young lady go. We donât really know what they were thinking. They did not complete their task, nor did they collect the bounty, and we havenât been able to contact them since.â
The master and servant were conversing intermittently as they mingled among the gamblers.
But strangely, no one else seemed to be aware of their conversation.
In the third VIP room.
The four individuals displayed various expressions as they looked at the points on their cards. đŻđđŽâŻđ¸âŻđŁđâ´đˇâŻđľ.đ¤đđ
The youth in the white suit, bearing a wicked smile, brilliantly portrayed the despicable character. âOh- President Jones, it seems Iâve won.â
His gaze fell directly on Sophia Jonesâ stunning face, then trailed down to her voluptuous chest.
His intrusive gaze was akin to piercing scissors, which threatened to slice open her exquisite cheongsam. He taunted, âWhat a sight I am in for tonight.â
Seven Brown was seething with rage. Such humiliation would mean a declaration of war in the gangster world!
But seeing Sophia Jones silent, she held back.
Leonard Churchill was thoroughly impressed by the display of professional acting skills. He could not find any fault, even with his discerning gaze.
However, he already knew in advance that this was a noble young miss masquerading as a man.
The more despicable she acted, the more it confirmed his suspicion.
The real competition between these two was not cards, but fortune.
While Leonard didnât understand their specific tactics, he could guess their intentions.
The noble young missâs goal was never to see someone strip. Instead, she had been setting the stage from the start.
The aim was to decrease her adversaryâs fortune and then accomplish her own goal.
But a loss is a loss.
From the corner of his eye, Leonard saw the subtle expression on Sophia Jonesâ face after she turned over her card.
Surprisingly, even after losing, she seemed merely mildly interested in the game and there was no trace of any negativity on her face. If anything, her eyes twinkled with a hint of âas expected.â
She seemed to contemplate something for a moment.
Seeing her in this state, the youth in the white suit prodded her. âPresident Jones, canât you afford to lose?â
Sophia Jones looked at him, stood up confidently, and candidly laughed: âA betâs a bet.â
This calm demeanor seemingly brushed off her unluckiness in losing the game.
In the game of fortunes, her determination retrieved some lost ground.
The youth in the suit watched her, appearing flippant but mentally praising her: a true professional.
Seeing Sophia Jones truly about to strip, Leonard Churchill timely excused himself: âI shall step out for a moment.â
Though he was interested in admiring the renowned beauty of Sinless City, staying wasnât the best choice right now.
If he stayed and watched, he would completely offend the higher-ups of the Flood Gang. The loss would surely outweigh the gain.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, Sophia Jones smiled subtly and retorted: âNo need. Youâre not an outsider. You should stay here.â
She had already deciphered her opponentâs tactics.
Now, all four present were part of the game, contributing to the dynamic of luck.
If she showed weakness, her fortunes had already decreased significantly.
More importantly, she had a different plan in mind-
Sophia Jones, with a slow, drawling voice began, âGiven our distinguished guestâs keen interest. Acting coy would only make us from the Flood Gang seem petty.â
After hearing Sophia Jonesâ words, Leonard Churchill decided to stay on the spot.
But his mind was racing with sudden realisations.
He did not think of this as some unexpected sensual delight.
In a high-stakes game, every move is significant.
He deduced that Sophia Jones might have seen through the opponentâs disguise as a woman.
Moreover, letting him stay must have some significance.
The significance wasnât hard to guess.
Sophia Jones was already preparing the chips for the next gamble!
As this thought crossed Leonard Churchillâs mind, he couldnât help but admire her, âImpressiveâŚâ
Sophia Jones did not hesitate further.