42 Chapter 42: Royal Flush (1/2)

But he hadn't understood why Ethan had suddenly approached Kylie, and married her without knowing her very well. But he could see now that Ethan's indifferent, cold temperament of many years would suddenly change at the mention of Kylie.

”He should be better,” Elliot analyzed.

”Good, these documents are very urgent.” The chief secretary smiled and knocked at the CEO's door.

Her smile had barely had time to sit on her face when she heard two cold words from inside the office: ”Go away.”

The chief secretary was speechless, and Elliot shrugged his shoulders, ”Oops. Sorry.”

***

Late that night, Ethan is at an entertainment club.

He was surrounded by the sound of people playing Texas Hold'em again.

”Lord Ethan, I will lose my underwear if you win again.” A fat man shook his head helplessly.

Ethan was sitting at the table, barely speaking a word all night. When he did say something, it was ”Straight” or ”Flush.” The fat man wanted to quit, but he was afraid of making Ethan angry.

The thin man who was sitting beside the fat man also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and carefully looked at his cards. ”Lord Ethan had good luck today. I envy him.”

The next man, who was about to draw a card, saw Ethan move in the corner of his eye. His hand suddenly stopped in the air. His eyes were filled with a rapidly waning joy. ”Lord, flush again?”

Ethan leaned back in his chair and didn't speak.

He cautiously looked at Ethan's face, then drew a card. It wasn't until he saw Ethan being dealt with more cards, that he took a deep breath.

Ethan rotated a chip between two fingers, to another two fingers, without trying to be fancy. He seemed legitimately relaxed. Then he spoke two words:

”Royal flush.”

The other man's hands shook as he pushed his chips towards Ethan. This was terrible.

Just as they were all handing in their chips, the fat man's cell phone rang. He looked at the caller id, and answered with impatience: ”What?! I see... Okay, I'm in a meeting! Bye.”

The fat man put his phone away and complained to Ethan: ”I'm really sick of this old woman. Calling me seems to be her only business. As if I can make money when I have nothing to do!”

At that time, the thin man's phone began to ring. His attitude was more harmonious: ”Sweetie. Do you miss me? ...No, there are no girls here. I'm playing cards with a few bosses... I love you. Good night.”

The thin man hung up the phone. He agreed with the fat man. ”Exactly. See? She suspects me of looking for another woman... Calls me three times in an hour, If I'm really having sex, I must be really fast...”

The third man raised his mobile phone. ”My girl hasn't called me, but she's left me many messages. If I don't text back within three minutes, she complains that I don't love her.”

Ethan's face was getting darker, and his entire body was filled with a chill. He pushed his cards forward and got up to leave.

The others were immediately dumbfounded. What had they said? Ah, yeah, they had just been saying that being entangled with a woman was very annoying... Lord Ethan was so proud; he would never experience such pain.