Chapter 52

"At the VIP 888 booth of the city's famous high-class private club, three middle-aged men sat together playing poker. Next to them was a beautiful woman serving whisky and water. In the middle of the game, one of them kept receiving phone calls.

"Sir, you should answer the phone first. If this continues, Mr. Murray won't have the desire to play cards because of it," one of the men said, looking at the other who was repeatedly hanging up the phone.

"Mr. Murray, I apologize; something came up!" After the man heard this, he smiled and said to Felippo, "Aren't you going home tonight? I'm afraid Madame is worried. How about we finish here today?" Felippo had lost interest in playing cards; he wrapped his arms around the beauty next to him and said with a slight smile.

"Mr. Murray, you've misunderstood. That call wasn't from my wife; it was from my daughter. However, don't worry about her; let's play a few more rounds. We should definitely let Mr. Murray enjoy as much as he wants," Eric Gat