Anna Jadwin bit her lip hesitantly, the giant Bald Snake had already pressed her shoulder, pushing her back to the gambling table.
Maxwell Cameron set down his wine glass, gazing deeply at her, "Deal."
Anna Jadwin took two deep breaths, not knowing if impulsively coming here was right or wrong?
There's no way to turn back now, is there?
That's fine; she doesn't want to go back to the Baileys' Manor. She can't accept waiting for death like this...
Maxwell Cameron played with pure gold chips and lazily used his hand to divide the pile into five portions.
"Miss Cameron, if you win, you can get these... "
Clatter. The chips fell from mid-air into the pile of gold coins.
This was all he won tonight...
"If you win five consecutive games, the sapphire is yours."
She pretended to be very knowledgeable: "ok."
"But if you lose, you're mine. Including the chips you've won."