Chapter 2408: What If I Lose

However, unexpectedly, Nathan Garland was easy to talk to and quickly said, "Since the director is busy outside, I’ll come back another day."

Nicholas Fuller still wanted to say something, but the other end had already hung up the phone.

Nicholas Fuller frowned and murmured, "Mysterious and secretive."

Sadam Vinson had already driven the car outside, saw him on the phone, rolled down the car window, and said to Nicholas Fuller, "Director, get in the car."

Nicholas Fuller ignored Nathan Garland’s random phone call, opened the passenger door, and deftly got into the car.

Sadam Vinson pressed the accelerator and the car sped away in an instant.

Nicholas Fuller sent Nathalie Quinlan a text message from the car, saying everyone was heading back and she should head back early too, then put the phone away and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn’t notice that when the red sports car turned, there was a black Bentley parked at the intersection, and he was very familiar with the license plate—it was Nathan Garland’s car...

Nathan Garland took his phone inside the car, expressionless, lowered his head, and sent out a message: Ready to move!

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At the same time, the atmosphere in Yandor Sect’s large private room was lively to the extreme.

Lianna Young was already seated by the Pai Gow Poker table, starting to shake the dice cup in her hand.

Zed Moore saw the determined look in her eyes and couldn’t help but lean forward to say, "Amadeus, Ms. Quinlan has put you up as the stake. What if she loses..."

No one in Yandor Sect expected Amadeus’s girlfriend to be so bold, and everyone had a different impression of Nathalie Quinlan, at least not as scrutinizing as when she first came in.

Amadeus Yancey had his hands in his coat pockets, his pale jaw lifted, lazily and aristocratically glancing at him: "Do you really hope she loses?"

"No, not really." Zed Moore was calmed down by his gaze: "I just didn’t expect Ms. Quinlan to bet on this. If she had bet on something else, Lianna should have better judgment and wouldn’t necessarily insist on winning. But Ms. Quinlan betting on this... it’s hard to say."

After all, Lianna Young had genuinely liked Amadeus Yancey for seven years, and seven years is a long time, at least indicating someone’s seriousness.

Oh no, Ms. Quinlan is betting too big this time.

Amadeus might be at risk of being lost!

He turned his head to look at Vincent Moore, seeing Vincent Moore not very worried, said in surprise: "Why aren’t you afraid Ms. Quinlan might lose?"

Vincent Moore glanced at him with disdain, arms crossed, calmly retorting: "Have you ever seen Ms. Quinlan lose?"

Zed Moore was momentarily unable to refute: "But everyone knows Lianna Young’s dice skills are unmatched in Yandor Sect. Ms. Quinlan..."

"...Let’s wait and see!" Vincent Moore confidently interrupted him, sneaking a glance at the man standing behind Nathalie Quinlan.

He saw Amadeus Yancey with an expression more relaxed than his own, and Vincent Moore instantly calmed down, refocusing on the Pai Gow Poker showdown.

At this moment, Lianna Young had forcefully slammed the dice cup on the table, directly opened the lid, revealing dice inside that added up to 30 points.

With an arrogant look, she glanced at the girl, a smile on her lips, stretched out her hand, and said, "Ms. Quinlan, it’s your turn, please!"

Nathalie Quinlan slowly threw all six dice into the cup, turned her head up slightly, and teasingly said to the man, "What if I lose?"

Amadeus Yancey’s eyes overflowed with affection, lightly shrugging his shoulders, paying no mind to the whole room full of Yandor Sect people, lazily saying, "How would a man living off someone else know."

His gaze never left the girl for even a second, hot and intense: "How about Nathalie the Goddess put in some effort?"