CHAPTER 247: CHAPTER 248: ESCAPE (1)

Vera Wave glanced at the entertained expression on Kris Cooper’s face and pouted.

"Can’t I use my card twice?"

The man lazily leaned back on the sofa, his charming eyes narrowing playfully as he appraised her small face.

"No!"

She knew it would be this way.

Pouting, she straightened up and turned towards the bathroom.

Kris Cooper frowned. "What are you going to do?"

This little minx wasn’t planning to go back on the bet, was she?

"To undress." Vera turned her head and made a face at him. "I never said I’d undress in front of you."

As she stepped into the bathroom, Kris Cooper leaned back on the sofa, lightly stroking his chin. He imagined her walking out in her lingerie, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

CLICK! With a soft sound, Vera returned.

He glanced at her. She had let down her long hair but was still wearing that dress.

She didn’t undress?

Meeting his gaze, Vera brought out her right hand, which she had hidden behind her back. In her small, fair hand, she held a white bra.

"See! I did undress!" There was a clear note of triumph in her voice.

Hmph! Who said she had to take off her dress? Underwear is clothing too, isn’t it?

Kris Cooper’s gaze swept over the bra in her hand, then moved to her chest. The fabric of her dress was thin; he could almost clearly make out the outline of her small breasts.

Noticing his gaze, Vera’s face instantly turned red. She hurriedly raised an arm to cover her chest, walked over to the coffee table, and sat down, hunching slightly.

"Continue!"

She simply couldn’t believe she’d keep losing.

She picked up the cards from the table. She raised her hand as if to deal, but then, holding one card, she looked warily at Kris Cooper.

Could this guy have cheated while she was gone? It’s better to shuffle the cards.

So, she put the cards back, shuffled them a few times, and then began dealing again.

Kris Cooper glanced at the cards dealt to him and shrugged.

Now, it really was all up to luck.

He picked up his cards, glanced at them, and calmly placed his bet. "Two thousand."

Vera looked at her cards—an Ace-high heart flush. Unless he has a ’leopard’—three of a kind—he can’t possibly beat her. She didn’t believe he could actually get a leopard.

"Alright, show your cards!"

Kris Cooper tossed his cards onto the table.

Glancing at his cards, Vera was completely dumbfounded—three twos. The smallest ’leopard,’ yet it still beat her.

Are you kidding me?!

Kris Cooper knew she had lost the moment he saw her expression.

"Sweetheart, a bet’s a bet, you know!"

Vera wrinkled her little brow and reluctantly walked into the bathroom. All she had left was her dress and a pair of panties. Which one should she take off?

After careful thought, she lifted her dress and pulled off her panties.

She opened the door, her heart already pounding erratically. The dress she wore was made of very thin fabric; going commando like this, her acute embarrassment was plain to see.

Walking out of the bathroom hesitantly, she glanced at Kris Cooper, who was still sitting on the sofa.

"Kris, it’s very late... I... I think I’ll go to bed now!"

Kris Cooper lightly tapped the red banknotes in front of him with his finger. "Not interested in winning it back?"

Forget it. If she kept losing like this, she’d be completely naked!

Vera forced a smile. "A little gambling is for fun, but big bets can be harmful... I think I’ll stop playing."

Snatching up her discarded clothes, she dashed towards the living room door as if escaping.

"Vera," Kris Cooper called out from behind her. "I haven’t had this much fun in ages. Stay and play a little longer, okay?"