Chapter 307: Chapter 128 Returning the Same Bet 2
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The skin shimmered under the light, with a faint pinkish glow.
A head of golden hair, and a pretty face. It was originally an intriguingly enchanting body.
However, perhaps in comparison, it was not so stunning anymore. Leonard Churchill glanced a few times, without any ripple of emotions. When the clothes were stripped off, the expression of Miss Catherine Carter recovered to indifference in an instant.
No sense of shame, only cold indifference and a boiling murderous intent.
“As you wish! I have taken off my clothes!”
Catherine Carter spoke coldly and brought up her own stake, “One more round’ If I win, I’ll take the key immediately! If I lose, I won’t interfere with any of your Flood Gang business!”
Sophia Jones agreed willingly, “Alright!”
Today’s matter must certainly have a conclusion.
There’s no point in saying anything else.
Two naked women began a new round of gambling.
For a moment, the VIP room blossomed with the aura of spring.
This is the last round.
But it is also the most crucial round.
Invisible Mysterious Techniques are also at play.
But just as Seven Brown was shuffling the cards...
A small episode broke the mysterious ambience in the room.
Sophia seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly cast a glance at Leonard Churchill. With a casual smile, she asked, “Sir, which of us, Miss Catherine Carter and I, do you think has a better figure?” Churchill knew she was deliberately provoking the other party.
He was happy about it too.
Originally he was just a spectator, without any involvement.
But when asked, he was given permission, and naturally, he didn’t need to restrain his gaze.
Only then did Leonard Churchill look more closely.
Under the scrutiny of his gaze, Sophia’s beautiful face didn’t reveal any difference. She smiled softly and generously showed off her mature and proud figure.
A full display from top to bottom.
Churchill took a look at her.
He turned his face and compared with the opposite side.
As Catherine Carter was examined by that annoying gaze, her suppressed anger flared up again.
But those eyes were just like knives, sliding across her skin, without any restraint.
She turned her clear eyes, but doesn’t understand.
Leonard, who observed from the side, didn’t understand either.
But while looking at that JOKER, he felt something was weird.
He thought Sophia would certainly reveal a K, but the result was this?
But a victory is still a victory.
The final round was over.
The farce had also come to an end.
Looking at the noblewoman on the other side, Sophia spoke calmly, “Miss Catherine Carter, the Flood Gang has no intention to be hostile to you, but we are not afraid of anyone. I’ll tell you something. I don’t know where you heard about the ‘King’s Key’, but it doesn’t matter. That key concerns the entire Old Continent, it’s not something that the Lionheart Family can handle alone. Besides, Sinless City...is not as simple as you think.”
Catherine Carter didn’t respond to those words.
She thought to herself, “Grandmother was right... There are many monsters
hidden in Sinless City...”
She knew she had lost and stood up.
At this moment, she fully understood that with that terrifying strength, the
other side could kill her if they wanted to.
They were just considering the Flood Gang and didn’t act.
She does indeed have the power to destroy the Flood Gang.
But to destroy the Flood Gang would be like breaking the chain that binds the monsters.
The monsters hidden in Sinless City would eat people.
The noblewoman tasted the bitterness of defeat for the first time.
She originally wanted to take down the two gangs, to prove in front of the elders in her family that the “Lionheart Will” of the Anka clan can be inherited not only by men but also by women!
She didn’t expect to lose so thoroughly.
But suddenly.
That sense of defeat,
makes her,
feel like some kind of realization has broken through!
The cloud of failure instantly cleared away.
So this was grandmother’s intention!
She didn’t want me to win,
but to know the taste of defeat.