Bab 92: Easy to Impress

Since he seemed to be so against the idea, I wondered if he was actually terrible at it. It would be quite uncool for the owner of the casino to suck at gambling. The thought brought a small smirk to my lips, and I found it hard to hold in my giggles.

“Jake,” Bradon suddenly called a man’s name.

“Yes, Boss...” the dealer at the table responded immediately.

“Entertain the lady,” he instructed casually.

Entertain me? How?

“We’re taking a break right now, gentlemen. Thank you very much. We will resume in 15 minutes. In the meantime, please enjoy some refreshments over there,” Jake said as he began shuffling a deck of cards in his hands.

“Watch. He’s not half bad,” Bradon said to me.

“What is he going to show me?” I asked as my eyes focused on the smooth movements of Jake’s hands as he continued shuffling a deck of cards.

“Some adorable card tricks,” Bradon replied.