The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 1522

Philip said flatly, “Have you laughed enough? Can you just say if this suggestion will work?”

Randolph choked from laughter. A female attendant next to him came over and patted his chest.

Randolph smiled and said, “Yes, if you’re capable, you can win back what she lost to me. If you can do that, I’ll let this b*tch go. But, if you lose, what do I get? Don’t say I’m looking down on you. With your looks, I don’t think I can even get 50,000 if I sell you off.”

Philip scratched his head. “Yes, I have no money… In that case, I’ll bet on one of my hands.”

“Mr. Clarke!”

“You can’t do this, Mr. Clarke!”

“I have money! You can take it! You can’t place such a bet!”

Victor and the others said anxiously. The most important thing in the casino was the rules. As long as the two parties made a bet, the terms must be met.

It was just like what had happened to Yolanda today. Since she had agreed with Randolph in advance that she would undress if she lost, even Victor Bell could not say anything about it.

If the agreement was not carried out, according to the rules on the streets, their tongue would be cut!

Several people persuaded him in every possible way but Philip just refused to listen.

Randolph said, “Great, it seems that you’re one tough guy. I’ve really underestimated you. Okay, I agree to use one of your hands as the ante. If you dare to play, just come over to the table!”

At this time, Yolanda pulled the corner of Philip’s clothes from behind and shook her head at him. Although Yolanda had looked down on Philip many times before, she was very grateful that he was standing up for her this time.

If not for her boyfriend’s debt, she would not have come to Randolph.

Philip smiled and pushed her hand away. Ignoring the crowd’s persuasion, he went to the gambling table.

The foreigner smiled as be surveyed the unassuming young man in front of him, saying, “Your last name is Clarke, right? Mr. Clarke, you can decide what you want to play. We can go with whatever you want.”

The foreigner was still very polite.

Philip thought about it and said, “Well, let’s go with stud poker. I’ve been getting a good hand in this today.”

Next to him, Victor and the others stomped their feet after hearing this!

Was it really his good luck?

The foreigner smiled, nodded, and asked the croupier to bring a deck of poker cards who then handed out a hole card to each of them.