Chapter 187
Chapter 187:
But no one was invincible. Everyone had their weak spots. Could Ethan really be good at gambling, too?
Harlan studied Ethan intently, but Ethan’s piercing stare sent a shiver down his spine. Unable to maintain eye contact, Harlan looked away, realizing just how outmatched he was.
Ethan, unimpressed by Harlan’s bravado, turned to Brenna and asked in a tender voice, “Do you want me to help you p>
He assumed the odds weren’t in her favor. After all, he believed not many women truly excelled at gambling.
Still, regardless of the outcome, Ethan wasn’t about to let anything happen to Brenna. Losing a round of cards was one thing, but losing a finger was unthinkable.
Harlan quickly caught on to Ethan’s offer and straightened up, saying to Brenna, “You can’t let him help you! No outside help. If you have the guts to challenge me, don’t run to a man for help! That’s unfair p>
Then, as if realizing something, he sneered, “Actually, now that I think about it, you probably don’t know much about gambling. Even if you bring Ethan into this, it won’t change a thing. Let me tell you something, you pathetic woman—whether he’s here or not, I’m not afraid of you. And if you lose, I won’t hesitate to chop off your finger, no matter who’s standing by your side. I’m not someone you can push around p>
He thumped his chest arrogantly. “I’ve been ruling these tables since you were still in school. If you’re having second thoughts, now’s the time to back out. Just crawl under the table and apologize to me, and I’ll let this slide p>
He gestured grandly to the entire ninth floor, exuding confidence despite his disheveled state. “Go ahead and ask around. Who on this floor doesn’t know me? Who has ever walked away with a win against Harlan p>
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He then jabbed a finger toward Joonas and declared, “If you don’t believe me, ask him. Has anyone ever beaten me on the ninth floor?” At that moment, he regarded Brenna disdainfully, as though she had already lost.
The Imperial Bar might be one of Ethan’s many businesses, but with his extensive empire to manage, he rarely had time to concern himself with the regulars here or the winning streaks.
Still, he glanced at Joonas, who immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, “Mr. Mitchell, Harlan has never lost on the ninth floor p>
Harlan scoffed, “So, what’s it going to be, Miss Harper? Admit defeat now, or are you ready to lose your fingers p>
Thiago, seething with anger, snapped, “Watch your mouth, Harlan. Brenna’s skill is leagues ahead of yours. You should be worrying about how you’ll beg for mercy when it’s your fingers on the chopping block. You might want to have an ambulance on standby for reattachment p>
Harlan slammed his hand against the table, his face twisting in rage. “Who the hell asked for your opinion? Stay out of this!” he exclaimed.