Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart - Chapter 1352

Chapter 1352: Chapter 1352: Have to Lose Land Too? Chapter 1352: Chapter 1352: Have to Lose Land Too? As the amount of money lost began to increase, the other players gradually became more serious, almost all their attention focused on the game.

There were only three men in the room who remained calm and composed, as if the chips they were losing weren’t real money at all.

One was Adam Sinclair; since Olivia was on a winning streak, he clearly wasn’t going to lose tonight.

One was Rupert Harris, who casually lit a Marlboro. It seemed he didn’t care how Emily Goldsmith played.

And then there was the man beside her!

Compared to Rupert Harris and Adam Sinclair, he was even more composed. Leaning back in a tatami chair, he lazily swirled the brandy in his hand with one hand holding a couple of crystal chips, ready to be thrown at any moment. His obsidian-like eyes exuded an aura of dominating nobility.

“Enna, it’s your turn,”
Enna Clark picked up the dice and threw them.

Adam Sinclair seemed particularly enjoy counting her rolls, “Another 6.”

“Enna, with this luck, if we were playing a game of odds and evens, you’d probably sweep the whole field today.”

While saying so, he moved the crystal figurine for Enna, his fox-like eyes lifting in what seemed like suppressed laughter, “Alright, it looks like we are really going to get rich tonight. Baron, a plot of land.”

A plot of land?!

Enna Clark looked closely and indeed, it was a plot of land.

Weren’t they playing Monopoly? At most they would lose chips, how did it come to losing actual land?

After Baron Lawrence added a dirt-colored pentagon,
Adam Sinclair couldn’t help but exclaim, “Enna, you’re seriously the worst Monopoly player I’ve ever seen! You’ve lost 15 million in three turns, burning money faster than you can play. How should I even describe this luck of yours…”

“…” Enna herself didn’t know what to say.

After they gave their chips, the turn automatically moved to the next player.

Enna Clark sat restlessly for a while before suddenly turning her head and speaking in a low voice to the man next to her, “Baron Lawrence, maybe you could throw next time. I… I’m just not in the mood to play today,”
“Keep playing, it’s just a game. I can afford it!” Baron Lawrence narrowed his hawk-like eyes, as if 15 million wasn’t a concern for him.

His woman, even if she covered the whole evening, what was it to him? He could certainly cover the small sum!

And, isn’t she from the Habsden Family?

Did Edward Jackson mistreat her?

Is a mere 15 million making her this restless?

“But I…” Enna Clark did have 15 million, she owned plenty of real estate, movable assets, stocks, but after all, she had not been from this circle before. Spending 15 million like this still made her feel a bit of a shock.

“It’s your turn again,” Baron Lawrence had already turned her head and stuffed the dice into her hand.

In front of so many people, Enna couldn’t ask to exit the game midway, or else she wouldn’t only lose her own face but also Baron Lawrence’s reputation.

She threw the dice with a forced resolve.

As expected, her luck was touching tonight, all sixes.

And just perfectly, each landed on the spots requiring payment. Whether it was sickness, getting burned by fire, or being robbed, it always meant losing chips.

Baron Lawrence, however, was unfazed. Without waiting for Adam Sinclair to speak, he casually threw in 750 thousand dollars worth of chips. His thin lips met in a slight touch, exuding an emperor-like aura, “Continue.”

“Hahaha, Baron is always so straightforward. Continue, continue,”
The next person immediately picked up the dice, looking so nervous as if his life depended on it, and began to roll.